the best worst idea ever.

Life's been lacking in the adventure department these days. For the time being, traveling is not in the cards, nor are long forest rides and hikes. I finally managed to fill my adventure tank just a bit with a little winter camping this past week.

Leroy was in town this week and that meant
a) good times with the SC party crew
b) winter camping / backpacking.

We filled out packs and set out in the dark on the coldest night this week - to camp in the forest. Given a still gimpy ankle, we didn't hike in far - hiking up north meadows to the bear meadows trail and into the woods to find a perfect spot under some hemlocks.

Sure, it may seem like a truly bad idea to sleep outside in the snow under the stars and hemlocks without a tent or high tech bag in 15 degree weather. But really, there isn't a better "bad" idea! I have missed the forest and immediately felt at home once i hit the trail.

a sweet fire, snacks, whiskey, a bunch of warm layers and a few sleeping bags, plus good peoples & conversation; good friends, good times.