While I have a snowboarding loving daughter we have the unfortunate circumstance to live two hours from the closest ski areas. The first year she was on the snowboard team, it really didn't seem like a big deal to do all the driving we had to do to get there. This year, the two hour drive sure seems a lot longer. I guess it's because we've done it so often, the trip just seems longer now.
On the other hand, it can be a very pretty drive. There's two ways that we can go to get there, along the highway which is slightly longer or the back roads. During the winter, everything is brown and can be boring, but some days things just stand out. Yesterday was one of those. There was an ice storm overnight and as we were driving out the highway yesterday afternoon, the clouds were lifting, the fog was settling in the mountain tops, and the sun came out to make the ice glisten. It was very pretty, while the sun lasted. We also saw a field that was actually very green and spring looking. We've enjoyed looking at the snow in the mountains, the fields covered in snow, the cows, and the occasional llama or goat.
We haven't taken the back roads in a while. We've had enough snow/ice that I'm not sure how the road over the mountains will be, whether it's clear or slightly more treacherous. Since it's twisty and windy, I'd rather take the highways. I'd love to go the back way and see how the mountains and field are doing there. Maybe this afternoon.
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