|First challenge - large drift at the back door.|
“I love not man the less, but nature more” - George Gordon Byron
Now that I am away from almost 10 years of mild west coast winters I can honestly say that I missed snow. While we lived on the ocean we had about 3 snow events that didn't last much longer than 24 hours before mild temperatures vanished it all away.
During our first winter it snowed. I asked our landlord if I could borrow a snow shovel. He didn't have one. He offered me an oar. I laughed and a few hours later the snow had melted.
Winter in Nova Scotia has been quite different even though we are still close to the ocean. Instead of sea level, now we are on a ridge at the highest point in the county at about 100 meters. It snows a lot up here. A lot. And I am loving it.
I can snowshoe right from my back door into the wild forest. It is great not to have to drive to find a place as nice as I have found right in my own backyard.
|First I cross a windswept open field - windchill is at its highest here, about minus 21 C today.|
|As soon as I enter the forest there is no wind. Just heaps of snow.|
|Planning a route through my winter playground.|
|Pristine, puffy pillows of precipitation piling up perfectly.|
|Just me and the snowshoe hare, deer, chickadee, downy woodpecker, and grouse resting in deep holes in the snow.|
|After an hour and a half of heavy hiking it is time to follow the trail and the sun back across the field.|
|Back home again - watch out for that drift. More snow in the forecast. Yah!|