Month: February 2015

Big Bear Snow 15, a look down the road towards our destination. Thankfully I didn’t drive, because I would have missed so much beauty and not been able to shoot so many pics!

Big Bear Snow 15

Big Bear Snow 14, a look to the side and down the road as we travel farther into the snow fall.

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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 13

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 12

Big Bear Snow 11, a field of snow on the way up to the target location.

Big Bear Snow 11

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 10

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 9

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 8

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 7

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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.

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