A not-t00-bad, beautiful deep winter hike.
On Saturday 1/8/11, Crisco and I went and “climbed” (read: slogged through deep snow) this mountain-ish thing called Chair Hill. It was our first outdoor adventure of the year. I’d tried to go up the thing a few days earlier, but I didn’t have any water with me and had to turn around partway up (all the water I had in my car was frozen).
It was super cold when we started in the morning; probably around 5 degrees fahrenheit (-15 celsius). I think our round trip time was a couple hours something like that. Not bad for a couple of out-of-shape bums like us. The worst part was when I experienced a case of the good ol’ screaming barfies (when your hands are numb from cold but then the feeling returns, which results in severe pain that makes you want to scream and barf).
My only regret was that we didn’t bring our skis…