I could think of no better way to spend the winter solstice than hiking in the snow. I didn’t have to go far to find it. And I’m glad I know the Westwood Ridges so well because there were no footprints on top and the snow was deep. Abby and I were solitary and alone. And it was beautiful.

There are times when I am hiking alone when my mind empties. I can’t remember a single thought I had today on our hike. That’s good.

The snow muffled the noisy internal chatter. And here: a few photos to share:P1000408 P1000409 P1000411

About goodyniosi

Writer, avid(!!!) hiker - living life to the fullest. Love, life, bliss - getting high on getting high (in the alpine that is)
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