The First Snow

“It’s supposed to be 90 next weekend, though,” he continued while I glanced around in disbelief at the winter wonderland we were trudging through. My plan was to use the month of October to squeeze in a few hikes before the winter weather arrived, but the universe had made other plans.

I continued my journey to the peak but grew nervous about moving forward as the hours piled on. I had a headlamp, but the thought of having to hike in…