This all happened in less than 2 weeks:
First, a gorgeous summer-like day (and an 11 mile hike with friends):
Then it was winter all of a sudden (and an 8 mile hike in the snow with the same adventurous friends):
I do wish winter were shorter (sorry, skiers and snowmobilers). But it's all part of mountain living. I've lived in 15 states, and I'll pick the mountains every time.
Why do (or don't) you like where you live?