The best way to start out the New Year

is to wear high waisted snow pants. I have decided to befriend the snow. Hilary and I went snow-shoeing. she crossed top the river then as I went, my heavy right foot broke the snow and I almost died in the river. I was a slush foot. that is the hole I single footedly made.

we kept moving up the mountain trying to find a way to safely cross since we were scared of falling in. again. we found it. dirt face led the way and butt-scooted across the river on the frigid snowy logs.


She was a hero. and had a dangle of death of her own.