February Fury

Typical of me, I come north to escape the cold... should have gone to Florida. We've got over 20 inches of the beautiful fluffy stuff up here in the Berkshires. It was fun to look at this morning, but as the day passed I realized why kids enjoy snow so much more than adults. For them, it means no school, snowball fights, sledding, skiing, and hot chocolate. For me it meant shoveling for almost four hours. Actually, I rather enjoyed it. After a month of walking, it was good to give my arms some exercise. Shoveling, for me, is almost a zen activity, similar to hiking, mowing the lawn, painting, and other repetitive tasks. It occupies your body completely, but requires little attention from your mind, and thus has a meditative effect. Also, I got lunch at an all-you-can-eat indian buffet -- one of my favorite restaurants -- something I've been craving since leaving for the trail.
Most of the blister scars on my feet have healed and they look healthy, clean and normal: a sure sign that I need to get back to the trail as soon as possible. I'm going to try to get back as soon as I can. I miss it so much already after only 3 days home. I could even handle ramen again. This weekend I will try to take a day off and do a long day hike, and next week I may squeeze in an overnight, but there is a lot of work to be done.

Happy Trails from Mr. Happy