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Returning To Common Ground.............

A Return Trek to the Yellow Jacket Sno-Park.....Lost River Road, Mazama....this time it was snowing pretty good...no snowmobiles on the trail...looked like it had been a day or two since anyone has been up it....the weather was sitting at about 18 degrees but still felt pretty good....My nephew is quiet the trooper....one of my constant companions for hiking and snowshoeing.....I can almost always drag him out to the great outdoor with the promise of a stop at the Cinnamon Twisp Bakery and Blue Star Coffee....We ventured off the trail after we made it up a switch back or two....wandered through the trees...it was quiet the battle to get up the side hill....lots of deep snow and pretty slick....took some effort to make any progress...of course the little one just bombs it up the hill in front of me...makes me feel soooo out of shape....snowshoeing is quiet the exercise.....made it to a fairly even spot and headed out at an angle to connect back with the main trail...it was a pleasant little hike among the trees....dropped back down onto the trail for a short rest then from there we took the short cut trail straight back down to the parking lot.....on our way back down the Methow Valley we stopped and waited for 2 fuzzy deer to cross the road just outside of Twisp....they didn't seem to be in a big hurry to get out of the way....they pretty much own the road up here....beautiful weather the last few days...blue sky's.....sad to be stuck in the office and have to wait for the weekend to get back out there......


















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