If you have been lucky enough to not having been in, and around, the Sacramento Valley as of late, maybe you have seen that bright yellow ball in the sky that keeps us warm.
In our neck of the woods…not so much.
To say it has been foggy is like saying Anthony Bourdain likes to try different restaurants.
While, on face value, the statement is true enough, it totally understates the facts.
It has been cold, dank and dismal for weeks, it seems.
Please, if we can’t have sunshine, at least make it rain. Enough with this foul fog, already.
So, this week I ventured up to the mountains for a little Vitamin D from the sunshine and Vitamin S with my favorite flask filler, schnapps—or more specifically, Rumplemintz, Peppermint Schnapps.
For all you kids out there, I don’t necessary espouse partaking of 100 proof alcohol, especially at nine in the morning.
But, for some of us with perennial back problems, we view it from medicinal purposes, you understand.
And, remember, I’m a professional in these endeavors. I have been practicing for many years under the tutelage of some really accomplished experts in this field. (Yes, Lon…kudos to my mentor.)
El Nino predictions, notwithstanding, put simply, the snow depth sucks.
When I give you a report of a recent ski trip, the only reference I want to mention related to being “on the rocks” better be of an especially excellent après ski gin and tonic at the local watering hole.
Not my daughter yelling at me to avoid a rocky patch sticking through the thin layer of snow coverage.
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow…indeed.