I went for a hike today. It was lovely. Blue skies, fall colours. Fresh air. I wore my new (red) hiking boots, and they were perfect; no blisters, no problems. Minor leaking, but when you stomp through enough streams, you're going to have some leaks.

It was everything I could have hoped and expected. I even met someone new. Nice.

But, you know what I completely wasn't expecting? At all? Two freakin' feet of snow. Nope, I'm not kidding. We were three... my friend Pete and my new friend Paul (yes, we were actually Peter, Paul, and Mary, and I failed to realized this until three hours after I'd come home. So slow on the uptake.), and the dog. Indy (short for Indigo). Indy is a two-year old German Shepard. And the snow was up to her shoulder. I don't know if I'm ready for winter yet, but throwing snowballs with your bare hands at someone wearing a T-shirt is fun.

Back to the (above-zero) grind again tomorrow.