We got about 6 inches of snow on Saturday, so Max and I got all excited with the prospect of a possible cross country ski excursion. We talked about going on Monday, but the temperature had dropped into the low-20s by the time we had gotten home from work, and we decided that was a little too cold to take the lil guy with us. So, we settled on tonight -- the weather was supposed to be a bit warmer, mid-thirties.
It actually got up to the lower 40s during the day, and some of the snow started to melt. What was left was really wet and heavy. I did a drive scouting out the nearby park where we ski, and noticed that there were no groomed trails, and that the snow cover was pretty patchy. So, we decided to do a winter hike, instead. We had a great time! And, as it turned out, we probably COULD have gone on skis, but it would've been a lot harder cutting a trail (for Max at least, I would've gone behind him...). And, this way, we also got to take the dog along for a fun trip -- he doesn't usually get to come along when we are on skis.
Here are a few pictures of our excursion:
It actually got up to the lower 40s during the day, and some of the snow started to melt. What was left was really wet and heavy. I did a drive scouting out the nearby park where we ski, and noticed that there were no groomed trails, and that the snow cover was pretty patchy. So, we decided to do a winter hike, instead. We had a great time! And, as it turned out, we probably COULD have gone on skis, but it would've been a lot harder cutting a trail (for Max at least, I would've gone behind him...). And, this way, we also got to take the dog along for a fun trip -- he doesn't usually get to come along when we are on skis.
Here are a few pictures of our excursion:
The Maxes all bundled up.
Frosty nose!
Acting goofy...
(notice how lil Max is completely immune to our immaturity -- he sees enough of it at home, apparently....)
ok, lets take a nice one...
Mason (aka Pup Pup)
a beautiful sunset...
All along our hike we ruminated on the fact that winter is almost over (thank goodness); it helped us enjoy the crunch of the snow under our feet, the crispness of the air as we breathed in and the fog of our breath in the air as we huffed and puffed along. Then, just as we neared the end of our hike, I heard a familiar bird call in the trees overhead...no...I shook my head....it couldn't be....
oh, but it was....
a ROBIN...
not one, not two, but THREE of them....
and we all know what Robins signify....
SPRING!!!!!
6 comments:
sounds INVIGORATING! And you guys crack me up! I do love that lil' Max is ignoring your antics....
:)
And how cute that Max calls Mason "pup-pup"!!!
Looks like a gorgeous hike! Sounds fun!
Love bundled up little Max. Must be saying in his mind....Day 466...the natives have dressed in exotic and heavy clothes and are engaged in some type of strange ritual where they venture out into the cold and lick eachothers' noses. I will ignore their antics for now. Maybe they will give me something to eat.....
Oh man, again, I need a back pack like that. I see the robin as a good sign too . . . even in the great white North there are signs of Spring, that has to mean something!
i love how silly you and (big) max are...and how little max is so NOT amused, lol. btw, gavin has a little stuffed dog that he named pup pup and looks A LOT like your real life pup pup! :)
Great photos, Stef!
Tuesday was a great day for a winter hike...
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