So it's been an interesting winter. Interesting meaning it
hasn't really happened. We've had a couple of cold days here and there, and the
occasional snow storm. The strangest thing about this winter is that none of it
seems to last. When I left for New Hampshire before vacation, it actually
looked like winter; the slush and snow banks on the road and white pretty much
everywhere. When I came back earlier
this week, I was floored. It's essentially the end of March. No snow and well
above freezing. And today I saw something that I have honestly never seen,
shorts in February.
While it is nice that I haven't had to endure as much of
winter's typical hardships as usual, cleaning snow of the car, shoveling, etc, I can honestly say that I was hoping for
better. I know that many people absolutely loath the season and I'm sure they
are completely content with this abnormal weather. However, I miss winter.
Powder days are without a doubt the best days of the year
for skiing. Sure training on pristine hard corduroy is nice, but it doesn't
compare to a day of tree skiing and bush whacking with 10 inches of fresh
powder. We have had ZERO powder days this winter. Last week I wishfully
ventured into the woods after a dropping of a couple inches. Long story short,
while it was nice to go into the woods
just to say I did it this winter, I hit a lot of rocks. I love and miss everything
about what makes winter the season it is.
This Winter has definitely been mild, and that has been even more noticeable after last year. It felt as if Winter would never end last year; feet of snow falling week after week, the temperature never going above 35 until late March. While this definitely has not been a great winter for skiing, I have enjoyed it much more.
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