Yes, I am knee deep in snow.
Nearing Clothespin Tree.
Untouched.
Clothespin Tree.
Candidate for a Christmas card.
Another candidate.
And yet another.
Telescope Tree.
No harm was done to the snow bunny.
My beautiful wife, somewhat wet from the snow bombs.
"Put that ******* camera away!"
All to ourselves.
Resting near the brook.
Fallen Giant.
The bridge.
The view.
Same spot, different direction.Our eight-mile snowshoe hike took us four and a half hours. We got as far as telescope peak before calling it a day.
We kept getting pommeled by snow bombs from the sequoia's branches. Some would land around us and some on our shoulders and a couple on my head! Ouch, that hurt!
We did bring our shells, but we said "ah, the heck with it" and tried to stay dry between barrages.
Another "white space" on the calendar filled in.
Wherever I may roam...
