We seem to go from ice to snow to more snow to ice, repeat until spring, down here in Homer. Right now we're in the most beautiful snow-zone, but a few weeks ago the ice was pretty serious. Ben's driveway was out-of-hand, leading me to parking at the bottom and carefully walking up for nearly a week. Just so you don't think I'm too much of a wimp, I took some pictures on a beautiful walk/slide down the driveway.
Here's looking down, and then looking back up. A solid sheet of ice. It's still there, but it's now covered in nearly a foot of snow allowing for a bit more traction on the way up and, more importantly, on the way down.
I hosted a pizza par-tay the other night, complete with Indian pizza and trivial pursuit. I discovered that I have gotten no better with 'Arts & Entertainment' trivia over the years.
This is the Indian pizza I made - a 'naan' crust, spinach-spiced sauce, mushrooms, cauliflower, green onion, tomatoes, cilantro. No cheese, but it was incredible. Yeah!
Last weekend I went adventuring with Josiah (and Kaya) on Saturday and skiing at the wee-lil' rope-tow on Sunday with Julie and Tim (followed by the Superbowl at Blaine & Katie's, complete with a keg of beer brewed and kegged by Blaine himself).
A very-nice-man stopped on his snowmachine while we were snowshoeing back up from Beaver Flats to tell us that he had an active coyote trap-line along there. His words exactly were, "I've never caught a dog yet, and I wouldn't want yours to be the first one." Great. I had entirely forgotten to put the leash in my pack, and so Kaya got to practice a solid hour of heeling.
Here's Tim and Julie, showing off hot tele moves on the "slopes". The ski hill was nice, but it really was a terrible tease for skiing...soon soon I'm going to have to get out!