On Monday, it finally snowed. And, it was finally cold. After a leisurely morning of coffee and chores, I donned my L.L. Bean boots and down jacket and headed out to the wooded park behind my house. Within minutes, I remembered just how much I love winter hiking.
In winter, trails and parks are not crowded. All vegetation is dormant, making it easier to traverse the trails without the sting of nettles or the worry of poison ivy. There’s no heat and humidity to make your clothes sticky and your mood cranky. Most importantly, there are no spider web traps strung across the trail to catch you with that creepy-crawly feeling of a fine fibers you just can’t brush off.
It’s quiet. It’s calm. It’s peaceful. It’s my favorite time to hike.