Two weeks ago, Mike and I joined a local hiking club here in Fairbanks. This club is made up of people of all ages. We have scheduled hikes for Tuesday evenings and Saturday’s. Today, we hiked to the Granite Tors. It was an 8 mile trek through forest and wetlands.
We started the hike in 50 degree weather. The wind was out of the southwest with overcast skies. Looking at the sky, I thought to myself, “Well, it could be worse. It could be raining. It could be hailing.” So, with a smile on our faces, Mike and I set out with a group of people we hardly knew.
About 30 minutes into our hike, it started raining. I thought to myself, “It could be worse. It could be hailing.” Just as I finished that thought, it started to hail. One may consider hail a rather significant deterrent. It did cross my mind that we should promptly turn around and go back to the car. I looked at the others, including my most wonderful husband, and no one seemed to be bothered by the hail. So, I shrugged my shoulders and trudged up the trail.
Our group made it to the top of the ridge in about 2 ½ hours. We stopped to have lunch and enjoyed another round of rain and hail. After a short rest, we headed back down with very little interesting about which to write.
We started the hike in 50 degree weather. The wind was out of the southwest with overcast skies. Looking at the sky, I thought to myself, “Well, it could be worse. It could be raining. It could be hailing.” So, with a smile on our faces, Mike and I set out with a group of people we hardly knew.
About 30 minutes into our hike, it started raining. I thought to myself, “It could be worse. It could be hailing.” Just as I finished that thought, it started to hail. One may consider hail a rather significant deterrent. It did cross my mind that we should promptly turn around and go back to the car. I looked at the others, including my most wonderful husband, and no one seemed to be bothered by the hail. So, I shrugged my shoulders and trudged up the trail.
Our group made it to the top of the ridge in about 2 ½ hours. We stopped to have lunch and enjoyed another round of rain and hail. After a short rest, we headed back down with very little interesting about which to write.
Fairbanks Hiking Club
This is before the rain and hail.
Mike is keeping dry and warm.
Kristie needs a snack!
We started out with ten hikers and dwindled down to five.
Mountains in Chena River Recreational Area
Kristie tries to catch rain drops with her tongue.
Amazingly, there is still snow is some places!
Okay. This is not from today's hike, but I liked the picture.
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