Pass passing

We crossed a brige (truth: several), leaving our good times with family in SEA. We had “seen everyone,” and, a bit sadly, it was time.

The most direct route toward the east is up to a gap/pass. It wasn’t long before we could see snow above us through rain drops.

Then, we saw snowbanks eye-to-eye.

The skier head-count at the pass ski area seemed low, probably because of spitting rain.

Descending, at first we saw more mountains, more snow.

Soon enough, we zoomed through no snow and a very different landscape.

Several hours later, another ascent and pass. Rinse and repeat.

Note: yes, we are still carrying our Winnemucca chains. Unopened; hopefully, they’ll stay that way, and we can return them for a full refund.

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