What do you call snow mixed with rain mixed with sleet? Snaileet, of course. So here’s the deal: On the West Coast, you get rain. In the rest of Canada, you get snow. But if you’re one of the lucky few who live in the Slocan Valley, you get many feet of snow on the ground – and then it rains, which turns to sleet overnight – which makes for wonderful slush and built-up snowdrifts that turn to cement – and over it all, you get some lovely skating rinks – as on our driveway for instance.
Yup – you gotta love winter in the Koots.
Still, we managed to get it together this afternoon, loaded the puppies into the truck, loaded up snowshoes as well and headed to Sandon. At least, that was Plan B – Plan A had been Strawberry Pass but yesterday’s heavy snowfall had decided us against it. We were on the road to Sandon when we noticed that the avalanche gate was down. And so we went with Plan C – Butter.
We parked the car at the park gates and strapped on our snowhoes. A first – snowshoeing in the rain!
The dogs didn’t mind and all was well but holy drought storms! Deadfall all over the place with lots more to come judging by the lean of the trees! Not entirely sure it was even safe to be there.
Still, we plowed up for an hour or more and then back down, getting totally soaked – a redolent combination of rain and sweat. Quite lovely really. Add to that, once we were in the truck, the refreshing odor of wet dog x 2 and you can imagine the joy of the ride home.
Yes, I’ve had a hot bubble bath and yes, I have dried off the dogs.
And I’m thinking that the tentative plans for a ski trip tomorrow might be kiboshed.