A second round of snowshoeing

White Salmon was so much fun the first time, I thought I'd take Dad back for a second round!

There was no new snow over the week, so my tracks were still clearly visible everywhere I had stepped off the beaten trail to pass another snowshoer. The good news was that the temperature had not risen above freezing throughout the entire week, so the snow was still a fine, fluffy powder! Most snowshoers seem to be later in the day sorts of people, so we had most of the route to ourselves. It was lovely!