Welcome to Whitey's World

It's more than two decades since I last went cross-country skiing in Oregon's High Cascades, but I finally strapped on a pair of skis again and headed into the Diamond Peak Wilderness south of Willamette Pass. The skies were deep blue and six inches of fresh dry powder snow lay atop a solid base. Perfect! But I still don't like the idea of driving a car such a long ways, skiing a few hours, and driving back home--which is the primary reason I stopped skiing so many years ago. Still, no regrets about doing it just this once. There's nothing quite like the silence and beauty of a snowy winter scene to recharge one's batteries.