Earlier this week when D suggested we go snowshoeing near Mt. Mansfield I quickly agreed. The weather looked beautiful, the mid 30’s feels like Florida after yesterday’s blisteringly cold temps, and I was excited to take pictures after all the snow we’ve had.
It wasn’t until D mentioned snow pants that I realized I had no idea what I’d gotten myself into. D’s idea of snowshoeing required a lot less Americana and a lot more activity. The leisurely stroll on groomed trails I’d imagined were replaced with talks of back country, snowshoe hiking. An activity that would most definitely require snow pants, sweating, and granola bars. Clearly I’m in over my head but I’m optimistic and still plan on packing the flask.
How is your weekend shaping up?