One Sunday morning, early March, after rain and snow for months at end the sun was out, the day cold but beautiful. D suggested we go on a hike. The usual hikes that we go to would be very slippery owing to frozen trails and the incline would not help. So we decided to hike a relatively flat terrain. After a few minutes of bouncing ideas on where to go we decided to head to a lake about an hour drive from home. A lake which is our frequent picnic spot during summers. And why would one not if this were your view.
Excited to see what the lake looks like in the winters, we got all our snow gear out and started the drive. Now as I stated before, we go to this lake at least a couple of times during the summer and there is a road that leads right to it. But we knew that the road gets snow-covered in the winters and is not cleaned beyond a certain point. What we were not sure about was beyond what point and how long of a hike we would have. We took the turn off the freeway to the 11 mile long stretch of country road to get to the lake and as we drove further and further along, on a clear road our spirits deflating. What with the roads clear and all. Our adventure did not look too promising. And then suddenly we saw this wall of snow and cars parked before it. This was the end. The road was not clear beyond and we were not at the lake.
Yipee..like two over excited children we got out of the car, got our gaiters on, put our warm and waterproof layering and off we were walking in ankle deep and at times thigh deep snow. There was something real exciting about being able to walk in the snow. No one around just a single set of footsteps (why not two you ask? Because D was walking in front making the way and I was stepping in his footsteps 🙂 ..easy life for me :)). The calm, the cold, the white untouched snow, the trees..everything just made the experience breathtaking.
We would stop ever so often to take the pictures. Something about the frozen snow-covered lake peeking from within the trees held me spellbound. Any which way I pointed the camera the pictures came out beautiful.
Finally we made it to the lake. Sat on the snow-covered ground. Grinning like crazy.
Once in a while we would hear the engine revving of a snowmobile. The tracks on the edge of the lake a testament to their presence. But in all the time we were there we saw no one. Just our little paradise.
Finally as the day started to get dark, we turned around. Were greeted by the moon, surrounded by the clouds (click on the picture to see better). Another stop. A few more pictures taken
A great day spent, with nature, away from the daily hustle of life. Peace, bliss, joy whatever name you want to give it.