This whole pandemic has created a bit of chaos in the outdoor world. Places I could usually go to get away from people are now packed. Campsites I could book a week in advance are now booked for the entire summer. I was lucky to get a permit for a single night at High Dump.

The winter winds blow in from the north, and with them come a purifying blanket of snow. It’s a welcome change from the cold, dark, and rainy end of the fall season.