Boy, this was fun! Gotta admit, I'm a weenie when it comes to snow. There's something about all the whiteness and cold that I find severely disorienting, probably because I didn't grow up skiing like everyone around here. I mean, I remember paying in the snow as a kid in Chicago, but cold rosy buttcheeks aren't the same as map-and-compass, no-trail navigating in the woods. So a little 3-miler at Mirror Lake was just my speed.
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