John & friend, Becky, on a favorite trail.
I woke up to over three inches of snow this morning. Though the first day of winter is still over a month away it has arrived in Montana. This is not unusual to have snow here in November, though I must admit I am never ready for the first serious snow fall of the year.
Once real snow arrives my mind quickly moves to cross-country skiing. I am not ready for bitter cold or sucky roads, but I want to get out and enjoy the weather on a pair of skis. Until we get a enough of a snow base it can be hard on your skis; rocks and sticks can gouge up your bottoms. In Minnesota you could take to the golf courses for that early season fix. Here I have to think about getting my old ratty skis out. I bought them in 1977 and they have seen many winters. They are your classic skinny skis with three-pin bindings. They aren’t as nice as my new pair I bought 3 years ago but and I won’t lose sleep if I use them on a rough trail with debris poking through early snow. The only drag is I have to wax them:(
Maybe today a hike in the snowy road will have to do.
Nice! Like winter, it’s different, all is blue/white and dark!