First Snow

I saw my first and probably only snow of the season this past week. It was quite heavy as I drove through Virginia and into Tennessee. It reminds me of my first snow as a little kid. I don't think it was my actual first snow, but growing up in the southwest I didn't see too much of the stuff. So this is the story of my most memorable snow occasion, and it is a wonder that I ever played in the snow again (it's not really that bad, keep reading).

So we were in Idaho and there was plenty of snow nicely packed on a perfect hill that was made for winter recreation. The extended family loaded up and we went to the top of the hill. We were fully equipped with sleds and tubes. I was wearing as much winter gear as was available. The specific thing I remember was that I had a pair of waterproof boots. Staying warm is the key to having fun in snow.

We began sledding and on the first trip down I got a little snow in one of my boots. No big deal. I walked to the top of the hill and took of my boot and poured the snow out. Then I stuck my foot back in my boot. However, while I was dumping the boot out I got snow on my sock which then went into my boot. So I took off my boot again and dumped out the snow. This process mingled itself with sledding and very soon my foot was very cold. I still remember the pain of defrosting my frozen toes. So have fun and stay warm!