Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Heading up the loop road I could see a storm was brewing on the mountain near the cabin. Like they say, there is no such thing as bad or good weather...just weather and depending on your circumstances it is beautiful all the time. This storm was beautiful from a this distance.
With fresh snow there was a race to see who could get their names written in the snow first. Dane has the first letter and beginning the second one here as seen from the porch. The grand kids were not too interested in using the playground because they were too busy going down the luge Torrin built in the back yard down the hill.
We had good intentions of riding the bikes when we left Phoenix, but as the first morning dawned, we realized it was probably not going to happen thanks to 4 inches of snow during the night. It was not particularly cold during the day but with the snow as deep as it was we never could muster up sufficient effort to actually go. Here Dane is deciding whether or not to give it a try.