Off to the Sierras with my colleagues for a two-day refresher course, Winter Fun 101.
After a whirlwind of spa mini-treatments, I set off on a short hike before dinner. Engineers had scattered, eager to check in (and log in). Equipped with a rudimentary paper map, I trudged down an old logging road and found the trail. Some landmarks were clear; others, not so much. When the U-shaped route returned to the road, I opted to retrace my path through the forest instead. The moon was high overhead, but there was enough daylight remaining.
With none of the white stuff at the lodge (elevation: 5300 feet), Friday's snowshoe hike was relocated to Yosemite. There was snow, albeit slushy, at the 7200-foot elevation of Badger Pass, one of California's earliest recreational ski areas.
Ranger Christine was our enthusiastic guide. Crunching uphill at altitude wasn't challenging enough for a couple of guys in our group: they took off at a run, racing each other to the top of the steepest hill we climbed.
The reward? A view across Yosemite to the snow-dusted highlights of the Clark Range.
The ranger invited me to join her in running down the hill, but with clumps of ice caked on my crampons, that would have ended badly.
Winter. Fun. Exercise. Education.
And then, back to work.
March 7, 2014
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