I thought of those people the other day as we drove towards a trailhead. I thought we probably resembled them, with our optimistic thinking that didn't include snow blocking the road. Snowmobilers undoubtedly thought so, looking curiously at us as they unloaded their machines. As we retreated to an unknown trail we had seen on the way up the road, late season hunters drove past, probably noting our lack of guns.
|Hmm...time to turn around. Only snowmobile tracks from here.|
|The trail we ended up on|