While the phrase ‘El Nino’ has been used a lot when referring to this upcoming winter, I’ve remained cautiously pragmatic. Color me skeptical, but I know how fickle Mother Nature can be, so I like to err on the side of caution.
This morning, however, I awoke to this. That quickly changed skepticism to fervent hope that this is the sign of great things to come this winter. While it’s not unusual to get a dusting at this time of year, a true storm like this doesn’t tend to happen until November (or later). So there’s reason to hope, as evidenced by the local ski resorts excited posts on Facebook and Twitter.
To confirm that it was actually accumulated snow and not just a dusting, we took the mutt for a short hike to Gilmore Lake in the Desolation Wilderness. With boot-top snow for much of the hike above 7,000 feet, and few tracks besides ours, it was a glorious day to be outside.
Our timing was perfect, too, for the clouds moved in as we got to the car, and it’s been snowing hard since. My plans for tonight did not involve shoveling the driveway, but it just might now.