Another weekend alone. I took Beki to the airport this morning. She's going to visit UF. It snowed all of Tuesday and Wednesday, so the roads were pretty bad from here to I-25. When we got down the hill and onto 285 headed toward Santa Fe we hit a valley of fog and mud and snow and ice. They don't use salt here (something about the ph of the soil), so they use mud instead. It is disgusting. Driving through the valley of fog was completely surreal. We slowly climbed out of it and the expansive New Mexican landscape revealed itself. The mountains are all dusted with snow. I don't know if I'll get over the views that I'm continuously assaulted by.
This afternoon I took Owen for a walk in the gorge. We got a good eight inches of snow, so the gorge was completely white. Owen dove through the snow with enough enthusiasm that I was willing to deal with wet feet and join him. Actually, I didn't have much choice because there isn't much of a path anymore. We did the Acid Canyon trail and took a side trail that led down into the interior canyon. It was awesome. We got right down the frozen stream. The canyon is only about ten yards wide down there. It really feels like you're in deep in the wilderness. It was just a step away from The Deer Hunter.
I start work on Tuesday, so this is my last weekend to eat junk food and play Nintendo. Come Tuesday I'll start triathlon training and I won't have much time for the Wii. Here's to flashing screens, ice cream, and wearing nothing but underwear until noon.
