Big Bear Snow 13, another picture of one of the not quite open, but soon booming ski slopes in Big Bear as we drove past.
Big Bear Snow 12 is maybe my favorite picture from this trip. You see the sun poking through the snow dropping clouds and the ski lift in the background which means visitors will soon be coming to hit the slopes. This helps drive their local economy, but this day there were no skiers that I saw.
Big Bear Snow 11, a field of snow on the way up to the target location.
Big Bear Snow 10 is after I had walked forever in the snow to the target location in running shoes, shorts and a t-shirt. It honestly wasn’t that cold, all that Norse blood running through me maybe, lol. I had to walk because right about the spot where I took this picture, the VW started sliding down the hill. While I walked to shoot the picture, my boy Scotty turned the car back around for the trip back. Here he waits all toasty roasty, lol. We didn’t expect snow, and when we ran into it we didn’t expect it to be this much in the few short hours it had fallen. Scotty had not had the Jetta long, and wanted to to see how he, and it, would do on mountain roads. Lastly, I left him behind in the warmth of the car because it was my gig, and there was no reason for both of us to die of exposure. Oh, yeah, a local drove past me when I walked back, he’s all bundled up and I’m dressed for summer. He just shook his head in the “Crazy flatlander” way they do up there.
Big Bear Snow 9, stopped by the lake on the way back out. We’d bought a pizza in touwn, and let it sit and cool down so we could eat it on the way down. Not bad pizza either! This is at the lack on the big bear side of the bridge.
Big Bear Snow 8, on the way up the mountain, right about the time my boy, Scotty, and I started thinking, okay, it’s snowing, but maybe it won’t be so bad, a light dusting.
Big Bear Snow 7, taken while driving past the lake in Big Bear as the snow fell. Day before, warm, crisp, clear.
Big Bear Snow 6
The trip was routine, on was was a cloudy nut not cold day in the desert, and had been warm and sunny in the mountains the day before. Little did I know I’d soon be trudging through snow soon wearing only shorts and a t-shirt. The locals must have thought I was a nut case.
Big Bear Snow 5, the fifth picture in this series. Sorry, they are no longer in any numerical order, I simply didn’t have then numbered right. This photo is where I hikes up to in the snow wearing only shorts and a t-shirt, having come up not knowing there would be snow.
The prior day I had been in the same location, and it had been a warm fall day, sunny, no snow falling or on the ground at all. Crazy how quickly that changed, especially in the eyes of a desert dweller from the flat lands.
Big Bear Snow 3. This set of photos, by the way, are pictures I took on a trip to Big Bear, Ca, a couple years ago. I had been on the mountain the previous day but had run out of time and light to get clear photos of all the objectives, having gotten lost several times…
The final stop was so dark that I couldn’t get clear photos, so I had to return the following day. The first day up had been clear and warm with zero snowfall or snow on the ground, and I was not expecting snow at all, going up dressed in a t-shirt, shorts and running shoes. The second trip my boy, Scotty, volunteered to drive me up as he had the day off, and he wanted to test his new Jetta out on the mountain roads. He wasn’t prepared for snow either. In fact as we neared the target to be photographed his car began sliding down the hill in the ice, so I had to get out and walk the rest of the way in the snow. This picture was taken just after I had gotten out to begin walking. The target was just around the bend on the far left.