Glacier View Snowshoe Adventure

Sunday morning Michael and I ate a hearty breakfast (splitting a bacon and cheese omelet) and scampered up to Mount Hood to take advantage of the snow and the sunshine. We decided to do the Crosstown Trail not far from Government Camp.

We parked at the Glacier View Sno-Park and apparently missed ALL of the signs pointing to the Crosstown Trail. 😛 What we ended up actually doing was the Glacier View Trail instead.

Glacier View was a downhill ascent into the trees and over frozen creeks. It was quiet out there and we didn’t see a lot of people. I think the other snowshoers we’d seen at the Sno-Park found the correct signage and took the right trails. Oh well!

The weather was gorgeous on Sunday–sunny, clear skies and pretty warm for being January. There’d been some recent snowfall and the snow was light and crunchy under our shoes.

We kept going downhill and eventually we turned a corner revealing a small view of Mount Hood. It looked gorgeous: white and majestic against the clear blue sky. It was partially obscured by the tall trees.

We trekked through clearings and dodged naked trees amongst the huge pines. Kinda spooky, huh?

Eventually we got to the end of the trail. I thought it was a loop but we were literally at the end–with Highway 26 below us! We turned around and backtracked.

It was a MUCH better workout heading back–it was entirely uphill. My heart rate stayed in the 145-150 range for the climb up.

Half-way up the hill, I saw a sign for a short 1/2 mile loop called Kurt’s Konnection. In fact, we’d parked our car in the Sno-Park right in front of the beginning of Kurt’s Konnection. I suggested we take that route back to the car instead of backtracking. The trail went off the main trail and immediately went downhill again.

We descended into the forest and trekked along uneven terrain that hadn’t had  much traffic on it lately. It was clear that there was a trail there, though, so we confidently forged on.

We trekked along the trail that weaved through frozen, bare trees and we were dwarfed by the humongous evergreens that drooped with snow.

The trail leveled out and we hiked along a creek on a narrow ridge. We got to one section of the trail and realized we had to cross over a frozen creek. There wasn’t a clear trail here and our steps were tentative. Michael heard the sound of ice cracking underneath him but we made it across the narrow creek okay.

The trail got super sketchy at this point. I couldn’t see the continuation of a clear trail OR footprints. Not only that, there was yet another frozen creek except it was much bigger and more difficult to get around. There were steep parts, uneven parts and Michael didn’t think it was a good idea. I said, “Let me put my camera away”–wise words. I put my camera safely back in the bag and then took a step. And tripped. And fell. I got back up and brushed the snow off, but we decided that it was time to turn around.

It had disaster written all over it. The last thing either of us needed was to end up in a creek and get hypothermia 3 miles from the parking lot. We headed back up the path to the main trail and then back to the Sno-Park.

Michael estimated we did about 4 miles total, I think it was probably like 3. There’s really no way of knowing, though, with all the backtracking we did.

Time: 1:40
Calories Burned: 502

It was a beautiful day and a really fun way to exercise. I’d skipped my swim at the gym and spent a wonderful day with Michael instead. After we got back to the car, we ate our Subway sandwiches and drank iced tea before heading back down the mountain. What a day!

QUESTION: Are you a skilled “backcountry” hiker/skier/snowshoer? Do you have a GPS device for hiking?




Oh my god! There’s snow in Portland! The city is shutting down!

All week there was talk of snow but I was skeptical. Oregon freaks out at the slightest bit of white stuff and the whole city comes to a screeching halt. I still didn’t think it would snow enough to make a difference. I woke up Thursday morning, saw a very light dusting and got ready for work. Thankfully a friend of mine texted me asking if my office was closed. I had TOTALLY spaced about the work’s Emergency Line. I had already showered, eaten and was warming up my car to drive to work when she texted me. I immediately called and the recording said: “10 AM START.” Aw man! I could have slept in until 8am? What a bummer. But I’m not complaining about a few extra hours to hang out at home and watch Netflix.


That’s a pretty funny parody of hour Oregon reacts to snow.

The shirt I ordered on arrived. Unfortunately the small is too small–I couldn’t get it over my shoulders! 🙁

WOOT does not allow returns or exchanges. In fact I got this response: “If your shirt is defective, or if we sent you the wrong size, or we sent you some other shirt by mistake, let us know at If you just realized you don’t look good in orange, or you decided not to check the sizing chart before you placed your order, well, our impulse is to say that you got yourself a new washrag.”

Hmm. I did check the size on the website and I measured and thought I got the right size. Of course the shirt runs super small and doesn’t fit. I will never use WOOT again. Thanks for the fantastic customer service, WOOT! Fail. My response: “Thank you. I will never purchase something from WOOT again. Good to know this.”

I hope the roads are clear enough for Michael and I to get to the movies tonight…I already bought the tickets!

Well I guess I need to brave the snow storm and get to work!

QUESTION: How does your city react to a little white stuff?