Snow. Lots of snow. I'm sitting in a bar watching snow pile onto the 8 inches that are out there already. The plan: stay warm, get a little drunk, stumble back to my tent, assuming it's still standing. But let me start from the beginning...
The day started with blue skies. I met Wolverine for coffee and we wasted a couple of hours talking about our plans. We may head up the hill tomorrow to see if we can find the trail. A German couple joined us to talk shop. They are here riding out the storm. They are headibg back to the Pines to Palms Highway Sunday to resume where they left off. Wolverine and I filled them in on what they could expect between there and here.
After coffee I headed to the camp to read and watch the clouds roll in. Soon the weather turned cold and I made it into town just before the storm started in earnest. For two hours I watched snow pour down until 8 inches coated the streets. People were blocked in their homes, businesses closed, and the snow continued to fall. I made it back to camp to find 6 inches of snow compressing the sides of my tent. I brushed it off, and decided I needed a drink before I tried to sleep there. Which brings me here...
Should be an interesting night!
