As I’m writing this post the snows have returned.
Not as deep as before, but there is still some shovel work required. We understand it’s winter and yet days under gray sky seem more numerous this year than any in the past.
We don’t lament the inevitable and in fact look forward to a seasonal shift. It has been common in Central Oregon for snowy winter days to be followed by sun and blue sky. Usually in equal amounts.
Not this year.
The week didn’t start with snow on the ground. Mid-February started with a spring-like feel.
It’s referred to as false spring, but regardless, we took advantage and headed to Maupin to spend the day on the Deschutes.
Rivers remain swollen from January’s melted snows so the fishing wasn’t great.
However, the day was sunny and temperatures pushed into the fifties. We sat up chairs on river’s edge, enjoyed the day and waited for winter to return.
We didn’t have long to wait.
I like the winter whiskers, Jack.