Late Winter April 09, 2008

April 9th, spring was approaching, the snow penetrated by the sun was granulated but a stiff chill still in the air. I had a hike on my mind, but didn't get much further than a kilometer before i ran out of exposed rock and was forced to walk waist deep in slightly wet snow with a snow-cone like consistency. Within a half hour my legs were feeling quite like rubber and my pants and light clothing became soaked. Slightly under freezing temperature, overcast evening with calm winds. Utterly silent.



Some dry lichen and birch bark caught a flint spark easily.