Slushy, Sticky Snow and a Found Frozen Beer Round out the Day
The snow conditions were less than ideal for Jean's first time out on snowshoes, with wet, sticky snow on a very warm day (in the 40s and 50s). In fact, she got a taste of less-than-ideal equipment when her snowshoes acquired 10 pounds of built-up ice around the claws.
Luckily, we had an extra pair of snowshoes in the car, so Katie went back to get them; otherwise, Jean's first day out may have been her last as she would never have been able to make the five miles with the extra tonnage. To make matters a bit worse, most of us were battling left-over coughs from previous colds while Katie's was just starting.
Besides that and a bit of a strained muscle and two falls, the trail held few surprises and not too many snowmobiles either, which surprised us as we saw hordes of them when we stopped at Silvercrest for a potty break on the way up. For some reason, they stayed down low and didn't come up to the Kings Hill area, which was fine with us. We didn't have the danger of facing a whizzing sled around any corners. We did find evidence of them, however, when we happened upon a beer can in the snow. But it wasn't a can--it was a full, frozen-solid beer.
It really was a gorgeous day, with blue skies and a light breeze. The trail winds uphill for about a mile, then flat and downlhill for three miles, and then back up again for the last mile, in fact, straight up the Powerline. Those of us with televators were happy to have them.
After we loaded up our gear, we headed to Bob's Bar for some sweet potato fries (and mushrooms and onion rings). We discovered the first person not to like the sweet potato fries: Jean. It just left more for the rest of us.