Deer Creek Dry Creek, Pt. 3

deer creek dry creek, winter time.

I went snow shoeing up the canyon today, and loved every second of it. I parked at tibble fork, hoping to just hike the little loop there at the granite flats camp ground. I snowshoed up past the point where snow mobiles are no longer allowed and came upon this familiar trail head. Couldn't believe my luck, not a soul had been on it.

Usually you have to wake up pretty early in the morning to find a trail that hasn't been trampled on these days by avid snowshoers. And I didn't wake up early this morning.

So, change of plans, I decided to take on the deep snow. It was tiring, but so much fun. I love being out alone in the snow, in the woods. It's like being in a different world. I always hope that I'll run into a lamp post out there in the middle of nowhere, and a talking chipmunk.

all alone.

this first picture is what it looked like ahead of me, the second is of the little trail I was making behind me. I've always wanted to be the first to stomp down a trail. So cool.

I decided I had gone far enough when I realized I wanted either my snowboard to get me back down the trail or some fin attachments for my snow shoes. Deep snow is hard work. So I rested under a tree, ate a carrot cake clif bar, heard the call of a golden-crowned kinglet (or winter wren - can never be sure), fired off the magazine in my gun, and hiked back down.

overall, such a good weekend. got back home, and then immediately put my gators back on to meet Nate out at Utah lake to slush around on the ice, playing fetch w/ uinta and hos. Grabbed a bite to eat at the macaroni grill. Saw the fantastic mr fox at Movies 8 (which I also saw the night before at movies 8, that movie rocks). And to top all that off... I'm beating Pat in scrabble online. Fantastic.