We spent this past weekend with a group of friends up at a cabin on Mt. Hood. Even though it's almost spring, we couldn't resist one last "snow-day," a chance to cozy up to a fire and eat good food, and play some games, and just relax. I even started knitting a scarf from yarn Andy had picked out over a year ago - although I only got about 10 rows in.
Chimney Rock chalet takes a mile-long hike in on snowshoes. We each rented a pair at Mountain Tracks in Government Camp, strapped them on, and got trekkin'. Both Andy and I had to laugh when my neither my ski pants or my jacket would zip at all.
A brand new fresh piling of snow covered everything - it reminded me of powdered sugar...
No potty breaks - unless you want to climb into the bathroom.