Pulled out snowshoes today--went in search of the white stuff--found it!

When I was a kid growing up in Southern California, we spoke of "going to the snow." It was not till I was in college in the Pacific Northwest that the snow came to me.

We've had some sprinkles of snow in the valley, but to really have some adventures in it, we decided to "go to the snow" today.

Canoeing anyone? We have a picture taken by our son years ago at Bumping Lake where we hiked today. His dad and two scouts are in one of three canoes on the lake. Today was not a canoeing day.
I don't know how thick the ice was. The news said you shouldn't walk on it unless it is at least four inches thick. I think the look of the lake in this picture is slightly eerie.
The snow that falls through this winter will fill the lake and make this dock at the marina less of an enigma.
The lack of a lifeguard will be slightly more significant in six or eight months.
And picnics a little more comfortable.

This is the last picture I had taken of Bumping Lake--when we flew home from Arizona a couple of years ago. That is Mt. Adams in the distance. We see it in the distance from home as well. On this flight, we flew over our house to arrive in Seattle--then had to drive home three hours.