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Linked up with Tyler for a bike ride around town, including a swing into West Laramie, taking advantage of expansive views of the still snowy Snowies.
After that, a presto chango, and drove up to the Laramie Range for a planned long run, with the aim to scout areas of northern portion of Diamond Bay. Exactly 7 minutes in, I approached a new beaver dam which I needed to get across, and the choice was to cross on the iced over pond, or the dam itself. The ice looked rotten in places, so the choice was easy. I was coming down a steep slope, and in order to get onto the dam, there was one conveniently located shelf of snow right at the bottom of the slope. When I stepped on the shelf, it instantly collapsed, and both legs ended up in knee deep, icy cold water. Ha!
It didn't matter, because there was so much snow everywhere my feet were going to be somewhere between wet and damp (mostly wet) the whole time anyway.
I ended up going for 3+ hours at a very easy pace, and didn't see a single person or game animal--or even any fresh animal tracks--the whole time, despite covering a good bit of ground. Maybe everything up there is sheltering in place, just as in so many other places? Maybe not.