Sunday we set a pot of beef stew going in the slowcooker and headed off to the mountains. There was plenty of snow at our favourite location, Sawmill Creek in the Kananaskis. It was windy, so we spent most of our time bushwacking through old forest over sugary big drifts. The snow was really soft and dry in the woods. Nearer the parking lot it was windblown into harder drifts.
We brought the usual lunch along (koubasa, crusty bread, cheese and apples), and even found a fairly comfy log on which to sit and eat.
We have no idea how far we went, because we didn’t follow the trail. The nice thing about bushwacking with snowshoes is that it’s hard to get lost; just follow your own trail back out again. Usually it’s more difficult going off-trail, because there are lots of fallen logs over which to climb. Yesterday the snow was SO deep we didn’t have many of those challenges, and we wandered willy nilly.
We hiked around for about 2 hours or so. The fresh air was great! Little Runner and I had a very nice nap in the back seat on the way home.