But at about 2200 feet of elevation the snow showed up. First it was little micro-drifts in places where the sun doesn’t directly shine.
Then the little micro-drifts became more common.
The snow seemed to often linger best on the trail itself.
Then it started to cover short stretches of tread entirely.
I began to see patches everywhere I looked.
Occasionally I had to look closely to even find the trail.
As I approached about 2400 feet elevation the patches went from the minority to the norm.
Eventually it got deep enough that it started to push may rainpants’ cuffs up off of my boots as my feet sank into the snow. Once that happened I started to get snow in the tops of my boots, so I called an end.
Again I wish I had some gaiters. When I turned around, the odometer on my GPS said I have gone 3.4 miles.
Tim, I’m so glad I finally got around to checking this out. Your pictures are gorgeous. The first one took my breath away (no, not the one with the car), and your comments are clear and helpful and often poetic. This is a neat project! I just finished reading Wild by Cheryl Strayed and that gave me some info and insight about what you are planning to do. Fortunately, you’re doing better planning than she did! I’m looking forward to getting your updates. Faith