Monday, February 22, 2016

Hills And Snowstorms

I was so enthusiastic about my new favorite nature park in my last few posts. I still am. I'm not getting there enough though. It's kind of frustrating, but I'm letting the weather dictate what I do. I realize that I have to do it, and I'll tell you why.

Years ago when I was still in Michigan I was writing a new blog post every day. There was no kind of weather tough enough to stop me from going out to my nature parks. I remember going out in the pouring rain to check on the geese at one park. I went out when it was still dark. I went out when it was so foggy you couldn't see more than a few feet in front of you.

One time I went out to one of the wilder parks in the middle of a snowstorm. The park was kind of a big place, and not very many people went there even in good weather. I guess they liked the more civilized places. But in this snowstorm I knew I would be absolutely alone. There might not be anybody in this park for days.

About two thirds of the way into the park there is a creek. The creek had been there for a very long time because you had to go down three big hills - I guess they would be called hills - to get to it. The creek must have been a very wide and deep river at one time in the distant past. Now it was a small creek at the bottom of what was once that big river.

Anyway, I made it past this area and to the back of the park with no problem. It was on the way back that I didn't do so well. On my way back the snowfall increased greatly and the wind began to blow hard. I was beginning to think about being there all alone, and I thought maybe I should get out of there.

When I got to the top of the hill going down to the creek I was very conscious of how steep it was and of the slippery covering of snow. That still didn't matter. After a few steps my feet both went out from under me. I slid down that whole length of the hill all the way to the bottom. I was moving so fast all I could do was hold my camera up in the air and hope it didn't get damaged.

When I finally got to the bottom I was glad to realize that my camera and I were both unhurt. I was also now more focused than ever of just getting back out of the park. Once I got back up the other side of the ravine - that may be a better word for it - I was just fine. The rest of the way out of the park was all flat land. It's those hills that get you.

And that's my problem. My new favorite nature park is all hills, and as you might not be able to tell by my pictures, we just had the biggest snowstorm since I've been here in Iowa. When I say biggest I mean huge. I have a couple of garbage cans outside the house. The snow has completely covered them up. The snow is actually deeper than my garbage cans. This was one of the biggest snowfalls of my life.

So now I finally come to the end of this long written post. I'm reluctant to go to my nature parks because the snow covered hills are potentially very slippery. I'm going to try anyway in a few days just to see what it's like there. Maybe I'm worried over nothing. I guess I'm about to find out. I'll talk to you later with the results of that.

Update: Now that I'm finally posting this story temperatures are warm and  the snow is all melting. Now all of my slipping and sliding will be on mud.

14 comments:

  1. all I can say...it's tough living in Florida for very different reasons. :)

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  2. You have to be careful out there! Slipping in mud doesn't sound fn either...but not so dangerous as on ice. Good story about protecting your camera instead of worrying about yourself...id do that too probably. Glad it is warming up a bit for you.

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  3. That was quite the experience, Ratty. It would cause one to be more cautious.

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  4. I'd think it would be better to slip on snow than on icky mud! Oh well!

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  5. It won't be long before the snow will melt and you can safely traverse the hills again.

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  6. Get better boots, but you may still slide. I point my toes sideways like skiing and sometimes ascend sideways

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  7. I would be staying in with all that snow too. Hope you get to make a trip soon

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  8. maybe I should have specified a trip to the park, not a trip down a hill :)

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  9. So ironically; Pretty Snow White has become mud.

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  10. Nature has a way of reminding you of who is "boss." Be careful, Ratty. And be sure you let somebody know where you are going if you are going out alone.

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  11. Well, at least you tried and you got some great pictures. Just be careful if you are! Maybe you should move back to Michigan (just thinking out loud :)

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  12. I totally hear you! I miss my adventures even though mine were urban compared to yours outdoors, and I miss the days of blogging and commenting every day. Life gets in the way but hopefully Spring can change that.

    And that is a lot of snow!!

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  13. Great photos Ratty and a great story to go with them. I think it is wise to think of your safety first...we'll still be here waiting to share your stories once it's safe to venture out again.

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  14. Yes, the mud season is definitely the pits. Nice snow pictures, though! And it's good to hear from you again.

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