Well don’t be fooled. Halfway up the Cascades it felt like a Civil War reenactment between my stomach and my rectum, with my mouth playing the role of Great Britain.

Had to cut the trip short. Got some Pepto on the way home. Now I’m thoroughly blocked, but my future remains unclear.

Luckily I still managed to get some RC time in, even if it wasn’t in any snow.

Here’s a potatocam pic of one of my stops.