As happens all too often here, a good snowstorm is followed quickly by warmer temperatures and at least a little rain. That mucks up the trails as the surface thaws; mud and ice make a really slick track.
With the thaw yesterday, and rain this morning, the planned walk along the river was cancelled - it would have been really wet and sloppy. But there was still time for a little wander.
After a hearty New Year's Eve celebration, I spent New Year's Day in a fog - and today the weather played the same trick. Nothing changes the mood of a hike quicker than fog. Even familiar trails get a little mysterious - scenery in the distance revealed a little at a time.
With fog swirling around the valleys, the view off the cliffs make it look like I've been hiking above the clouds.
And just as it started to rain again, back down at the foot of the hills.