Our first serious snow

As we were departing our lovely campsite, we met Roger again this morning - turns out he's taking photos for the next edition of the Colorado Trail guidebook. He promised us fame, glory, and riches, as well as an appearance in the next edition. Of course, he only took pictures of our backs as we were looking at scenery. I wonder why that could be??

We got our first taste of what the snow situation is going to be like as we gained the Continental Divide for the first time today.

The snow wasn't so bad as we went up, at least it was mostly avoidable. And when we got to the divide, it suddenly cleared up, and we were standing in the only visibly sunny spot for miles - it was kind of neat, you could see the storms all around us. But on the way down, we had 4 miles of postholing through deep, deep snow.

It took us most of the afternoon to get through that four miles,

before we found a dry spot by a small pond, still kind of surrounded by snow. We had cold, wet feet,

and it was raining/snowing steadily through the afternoon, so it was definitely a setup the tarp, get into dry clothes, and cook a hot dinner from the comfort of our sleeping bag. It was actually kind of cozy... (at least by some twisted measure)

We discovered that, by some happenstance, all of my outer clothing is made of crinkly, lightweight, black material, that looks like a trash bag - my black stocking cap, my crinkly down jacket, and my wrinkled up, nylon wind pants. All I need is a drawstring, to be a genuine Glad trash bag imitation!

Brent