In January it snowed and if you timed it right you would reach the top of the mountain when the sun shyly peaked out. In late January, when this piture was taken, there was a touch of warmth in this yellow glow. When we got to the bottom of the run and back to the car at 4pm, Ray's little thermometer read -20F. There was no sun shining.
This winter wonderland.
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