This last weekend I took my family up to the Catalina Mountains. The mountains had just received 8 inches of snow, and we decided that it would be fun to “experience” the snow. (Actually my 8 year old daughter came up with the idea, and convinced her sluggish parents on the trip). The view of the mountains were beautiful from down in the desert. Snow is usually beautiful when you do not have to shovel it or walk to class in it.
The road up the mountain was packed, and the pullouts were full of trucks and minivans spewing kids in winter wear like a string of dandelions losing their spores to the wind, but we eventually found a spot and became spores ourselves. We had a great time there, throwing snowballs, tramping through the snow, body sliding off iced rocks, and trying to slide downhill in the sun warmed snow. Many other people, who were more prepared, had brought sleds for the trip and were amusing themselves with gravity. Next year we will have to purchase sleds and bring them along.
Once thoroughly wet, we packed ourselves into the minivan and took the 30 minute drive home. There, we ate fresh baked chocolate chip cookies, enjoyed the 70 degree weather, and looked up at the snow on the mountain.
I wonder what people will have to say about snow sleds in the garage of my desert bound home.