I went to visit Mom in Vermont recently! We enjoyed each other's company and I got to experience real winter for the first time in... well, let's just say a long time. The northeastern US got (is getting) a bunch of snow this year. It was rather hard for me to fathom what that's like without actually being there. For someone who enjoys getting out and exploring on foot, happily there are a variety of things to do.
For example, I believe I was on Mom's snowshoes in this picture, in the radio tower field near her house (with a cap that represents my normal winter habitat):
Down at the reservoir I saw ice fishing shacks, including this little trailer that made me laugh for some reason (probably trying to imagine living in it on top of the ice):
Way in the background I believe I could make out a couple sled dog teams - that's neat! I wonder if they give rides:
Another mode of transport - I rented a pair of cross-country skis! Yep, I still remember how to use them, although my downhill technique needs work. It was fun gliding (or sliding) around on them for a couple hours. This is the only picture I got from that excursion, but at least I have proof:
An iconic Vermont structure at the far end of the Stowe Rec Path (which was nicely packed with perfectly crunchy snow for running on with regular shoes):
And... more snow. This was the biggest pile-up of all the car coverings:
Back to the reservoir on a sunny day, with snowmobile tracks across the new snow:
Apt names for local coffee flavors:
I ventured over to the trail network on the east side of town just to see what it looked like and discovered what would be the highlight of the outdoor adventures - groomed bike trails! I did not know this existed and now I am a huge fan. Especially with the amount and quality of snow at the time, plus the cold temperatures. Perfect conditions. The trails were solidly packed, I could run on them without sinking at all (no damage to the tracks), and I saw almost no bikes on the days I went out there. It was great fun climbing up switchbacks and then swooping down the hill. Thank you to whoever decided that winter fat tire biking should be a thing, and then created these:
Clad in my much-used balaclava, warm cap, and neck fleece (and of course my cactus cap):
Another good running path, along the lake in Burlington, past the Stonehenge-like "Earth Clock" sculpture:
Ice towers, with some kind of connection system to keep them from falling over (also, the lake is looking mostly frozen):
A much taller tower, made of filing cabinets for some reason (I've seen it before but it never gets old. Well, just a bit rusty):
Taylor came to visit! Hello my friend, it was great to see you again. Mom enjoyed her company and also meeting her dog Oy. Then we did some snowshoeing - and you gotta love this hat:
I was heading to the train station coffee house when the daily Amtrak just happened to pull up:
Not sure what Mr. Duck is dressed as, but I generally can't resist a duck picture. Especially when there's also a heart rock and tiny dinosaur:
Back to the groomed bike trails and I took a moment to look at the groomer. I think the sled on the right folds down for someone to stand on. They hold onto the bike handlebars (complete with brake levers that I assume work) and guide the groomer ahead of them. Would be interesting to see this in action sometime:
In the woods near Mom's house, where a large owl flew right overhead and landed on a branch ahead of me. An unzoomed photo of the owl staring at me from up high - hello owl!
Zoomed and cropped, not great framing but Mom ID'd it as a barred owl. Super cool:
One last stop at Trader Joe's in Burlington before flying out. It was so good to spend time with you, Mom, love ya bunches!






























































