Blizzard on Bald Mountain
It almost never snows in Santa Rosa. The flurries last night were unusual. What’s more, overnight the hills around here received more snow than they have in probably 40 or 50 years. Naturally, I decided to head for higher elevations in Sugarloaf Ridge State Park where I thought I might find a couple of inches of accumulation….
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Pretty amazing all right!
Even more so, that you and Greg had snow at the same time.
We are snow-less, which is perfectly fine and ok with me!
The white blanket upon the hills would be no big deal to those living in snowier climes (I’m looking at Greg and Bob as well as you, Rich), but around here this rare event practically paralyzed some parts of the Bay Area and turned into BIG news. I was really hoping to do some pedaling on familiar trails with just a dusting of white stuff, but the unexpected amount of accumulation — including icy slush — scared me off. I was especially glad to run into the bicyclist, because I deemed that (barely) sufficient to add a cycling theme, thus permitting me to spam Cycle365 with a little hike in the snow. But I don’t expect in a million years ever to match Greg for blizzards…or shoveling!
Pretty impressive snowfall. I lived in North Carolina for a couple of years, so I know how even the threat of snow can paralyze a place that isn’t accustomed to it. Good for you getting out.
Yes, a friend from Tennesse said the same thing — at the sign of the first snowflake they went on red alert.
As soon as the weather guy on the radio said “We might get a dusting of snow on Highway 101 later tonight,” unprepared drivers started spinning out and having fender-benders. 😉
Snow is pretty for sure and if you don’t get too much of it, well, it is exciting.
For us to get so much so nearby when we usually get so little, well that was mighty exciting!
Beautiful to look at, maybe even walk in, but bicycling not so much.
You’re right. I’m glad I made the decision to leave the Ogre in the Forester down at the closed gate. The bicyclist I met had a heckuva time trying to hike-a-bike up the steep fire road covered with so much snow, and he was very glad to turn around and get back down. I’m thinking of this as another rehearsal for my upcoming expedition in June.
Even though I see more than my fair share of snow, I still get a thrill out of seeing snow at high elevations in the summertime. So I get your desire to head up into the foothills in search of snow. Good job.
I bow to the Master of Taming the Blizzard. As I was hiking up the fire road, eyeing the hike-a-bike track in the snow, I kept thinking “There is only one master who could tame this, and he is…the greatest mountaineer of all time.”