Jan 20, 2016
Saturday morning we, and by we I mean Chris and I, had the urge to hike. This winter has been shitty. There really is no other way to describe it. Limited amounts of snow. Warming and freezing temps leaving everything covered in too many inches of ice to deem it safe to go anywhere. The avalanche warnings are high, and super high. So really that has left us all inside scratching our heads as to how not to kill each other if we all have to sit in the same room for one more hour. The indoor activities are...boring!!! And I really can't bring myself to spend money on entry fees for my kids' boredom, I can just listen to them complain at home for free and use that money on a coffee to get me to bedtime.
So really when you take all that into consideration, 13 degrees doesn't sound so bad! We decided to go to one of our favorite scenic spots, Eklunta lake. We used to live right around the corner from this place when we first moved up here. Man, I miss that. Chris used to run to the lake all the time and the kids and I would meet him up there with some coffee before a hike. On Saturday we saw three people out there. Three other people that were suited and booted!
Everything was beautifully frozen. Including all of our faces. We double and for some complaining few, triple layered the gloves. But it was so fun to be in such a huge presence of mountains and ice and have it be completely silent. The kids in their bright winter coats could be seen from anywhere we wondered off to. Caspian on the other hand was a little harder to spot through the snow covered brush. He was having the time of his life! His not so little puppy hops and clumsy running on the ice.
At times you are having so much fun that you forget the tinkling of your finger tips. You forget until one of your children yells "WHERE ARE MY GLOVES?!!!!" the hunt for the gloves ensues. We retrace their one million small steps back to the stick pile they started, to find a bundle of gloves stuck to an ice covered rock. The complaining stops until someone takes a mound of snow to the face, compliments of their older brother.
The baby of course gets the royal treatment in her chariot. Warm blankets and nonstop movement at her every whimper. Oh, not to mention the petting zoo like snacking from mom until she fell asleep. By the end of the two and a half hour bone chilling hike, we got everyone back in the car with the promise of hot chocolate and cookies. Well, for the kids. Chris and I were dreaming of that next cup of coffee.
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