After 2 years living in the D.C. Maryland suburbs, I finally saw a decent snowfall on Saturday. It was only about 2 inches or so, just enough to cover the ground. And we had to drive 45 minutes to experience it. But still…
We had returned from Boston the night before, and Ted had signed up to be a co-leader on a Sierra Club Potomac Region Outings trip to Sugarloaf Mountain. His co-leader Liz had expressed doubts because the forecast was calling for snow or rain. But we decided to go ahead anyway.
No one else met us at the rendezvous place at a Metro station, nor at the trailhead. And Liz opted out. So that left Ted and I to forge ahead on our own.
We didn’t see much snow at all until very close to the mountain parking lot, and then the flurries started in earnest. There was also a bit more than a dusting on the ground, and the covering grew thicker as we climbed.
A short while up, we came upon the mysterious tiny evergreen tree that gets decorated each December by some unknown (at least to us) holiday trimmers. We added a glass acorn ornament that we had purchased in Salem, MA, the day before.
When we got home, people had a hard time believing that we had actually been in snow. There was only a little bit of rain here.
The Weather Service tells us that Canaan Valley in West Virginia, about a 4-hour drive from here, got some significant snow over the past week. So we’re dreaming of cross-country skiing sometime this month.
Let the snow continue!