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Finally we had a decent snowstorm. In fact, by far and away the biggest of the season, both by depth and water content. It made for some very fine Yowsa!, and the streets were transformed to rivers when the sun came out.
Unfortunately, as sometimes happens with these larger spring type storms, there was relatively little wind and so the snow coverage became quite uniform over the landscape. That turned the valley and surrounds utterly white, but it also meant that running was more or less a no go, except for on streets. I ventured up top at the end of the day, hoping that ski trails had been groomed, but they hadn't, and the parking lot was still unmolested and very deep in snow. The Happy Jack highway had been only plowed out as narrowly as possible, with no shoulders exposed and very high banks of snow as the edge of the plowing, so running up there was not really an option--not a smart option, anyway, as the road surface itself was still under a thin layer of snow/ice, and fairly treacherous for both foot and vehicular traffic. And in the case of a runner vs vehicle collision, it's clear who the big loser would be.