Saturday, October 22, 2005

 

Surf and Turf

The last winter we spent in the Pacific Northwest, at the mid-way point of the temperate rain forest that blankets the two thousand miles of mountainous coastline from Kodiak to Mendocino, the snowfall on the volcano visible from the hilltop behind our home set a world record of 95 feet. We attempted to document this awe-inspiring climatic phenomenon by photographing the sno-cone on our backyard barbeque that greeted us on rising the morning after the storm, but the magnitude of the dumping didn't really dawn on us until taking a hike with our hounds in the forest, plowing a path up to our waist in powder.

With a light but firm crust formed on top by the afternoon sun, we decided to celebrate this most impressive display by hosting a barbecue for our neighbors where everyone had to eat standing up in snowsuits, resting their plates and beverages and condiments on the table height snowpack, followed by moonlit sledding and storytelling around the campfire we built at the end of our gravel drive. It remains one of our fondest memories of a relatively wild and wet landscape we once called home, but we've managed to get used to the surf and sun.

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