Twisp of Fate

Tuesdays are the day I go hiking (spring through fall) or snowshoeing (winter) with a group of ladies here in the valley.  At 59, I am the youngest in the group, and feel privileged to be included.  Many of them have known each other for over 20 years.  The hikes are not always ambitious or difficult, but we often go places that they know about that are not in the guidebooks, and I probably would have not found on my own.

Today we had a small group, and snowshoed up to a place they call “The Point”, on an unplowed Forest Service road up the Twisp River.  They wanted to break the trail again as it had snowed a fair amount since the last time they were up there, and a group of them (hardy souls) always go up there for the full moon every month, even in the winter.  The full moon is coming up next Sunday.

I talked Rick into coming along today, so he got to see where The Point is, and took turns with me going first to break the trail.  Carol brought cookies and peppermint schnapps for our cocoa, so a good deed did not go unrewarded.

We had a fire while eating lunch, and it was snowing which made for poor visibility, otherwise I would show you a picture of the views from up there.  They have a stash of firewood and some old beater folding chairs up there, so no, we didn’t carry those in!