Snowshoeing near Mt. Hood
I've never really thought of myself as a winter sports kinda guy. The tropics and I have lived pretty happily together these last many years. But now on my second winter in Oregon, the snow so close can be an alluring tempter beckoning me to come play in it.
Part of the issue for me is that I feel like I've got no clue what I'm doing. So when my friend Dan asked if I wanted to go snowshoeing in early March for a few hours near the base of Mt. Hood, I just had to say yes. Our companions for the day were experiencing something quite different from their normal home turf in tropical PNG. Yeah, that PNG.
I'm glad I did. Truly a magical, peaceful environment I'd be happy to see again in these conditions. Maybe even take the family?
Too bad winter is nearly over.
Nah. Bring on summer. Isn't that why we all live here?