Social media is currently overrun with tips and tricks on how to run away from winter. Yet, I choose to dive in head first.
Anyone who knows me knows I am a bit of an odd ball. Copious amounts of energy outdoors; quiet and a people watcher indoors.
More and more I realize... I am not meant to be indoors.
Outside is where I feel content; where I feel connection; where I feel alive. The mountains are my home; a place I return to by instinct.
This winter was slower to start. Warmer temps and less precipitation meant grey gonging ice and black speckled snow. But where there is desire, a solution is found. Time was spent pulling on rock with ice tools, feeding the stoke as I waited for the azure blue to form. My imagination soared as trips were created; filling every available space in my calendar until March.
The mountains are my happy place. I encourage everyone to find one thing, it doesn't have to be active, but one thing that they can cherish about winter. The season is way to long to hide from.
This is what I love about winter. I couldn't imagine living without the crisp cool temperatures, the calmness of everything covered in a blanket of snow, the stillness...
Anyone who knows me knows I am a bit of an odd ball. Copious amounts of energy outdoors; quiet and a people watcher indoors.
More and more I realize... I am not meant to be indoors.
Outside is where I feel content; where I feel connection; where I feel alive. The mountains are my home; a place I return to by instinct.
This winter was slower to start. Warmer temps and less precipitation meant grey gonging ice and black speckled snow. But where there is desire, a solution is found. Time was spent pulling on rock with ice tools, feeding the stoke as I waited for the azure blue to form. My imagination soared as trips were created; filling every available space in my calendar until March.
The mountains are my happy place. I encourage everyone to find one thing, it doesn't have to be active, but one thing that they can cherish about winter. The season is way to long to hide from.
This is what I love about winter. I couldn't imagine living without the crisp cool temperatures, the calmness of everything covered in a blanket of snow, the stillness...
