At the start of December, a warm spell had meted much of the big snows from earlier in the year off the southern slopes above Port Angeles. The Obstruction Point Road was a lumpy mess of drifts and boot tracks. It was a fun time to throw a pack on, get onto my skinny nordic skis from Minnesota and test my balance. This was just above the return point of my botched bike/ski doorstep adventure in November. This time, I got a ride up to elevation.
If the sky looks hazy in pictures, it is due to an atmospheric inversion that kept local air pollution trapped in place. It was a nice demonstration of what happens when the gasses that come out from our tailpipes stick around the neighborhood. I felt my chest tightening up at times.