A White Christmas on Roxy Ann 25-Dec-2019

A mild disturbance (Marley’s ghost?) fluttered through the atmosphere last night, leaving behind a light dusting of snow. Not on the valley floor, which was mired in fog, but up on nearby Roxy Ann Peak. Its flanks and summit held out the promise of both snow and sun – if we climbed high enough. So, leaving The Princess (our cat) to further entangle herself in discarded gift wrapping (Pets are such fun! 😉 ), we went in search of a white Christmas. Starting from the upper parking lot in fog, we climbed the snowy Ponderosa Trail to reach sun on the summit, and then descended Tower Road for a fog-shrouded return. We got home to find the wrapping scattered and The Princess hard at work napping, which is her best (and only) trick. A good Christmas was thus had by all! 😀

A tree flocked with snow, Prescott Park, Oregon
Just a light dusting of snow…
Bushes flocked with snow, Prescott Park, Oregon
That perched on every dried stalk
On the snowy Ponderosa Trail, Prescott Park, Oregon
Starting up the Ponderosa Trail
On the snowy Ponderosa Trail, Prescott Park, Oregon
Higher on the Ponderosa
Old oak leaves covered with snow, Prescott Park, Oregon
Old oak leaves give some color to the forest
Sunshine on the snowy Ponderosa Trail, Prescott Park, Oregon
Leaving the fog for sunshine
Sunshine on the snowy Ponderosa Trail, Prescott Park, Oregon
The sun breaches the fog
A view over the clouds from the summit of Roxy Ann Peak, Prescott Park, Oregon
The fog-filled Bear Creek Valley from the summit
A view over the clouds from the summit of Roxy Ann Peak, Prescott Park, Oregon
Looking southeast toward Grizzly Peak
A view of Mount McLoughlin from Prescott Park, Oregon
Mount McLoughlin from Tower Road
Sunshine through the fog on Tower Road, Prescott Park, Oregon
Descending into the fog on Tower Road
Walking under snow covered trees, Prescott Park, Oregon
Strolling back to the parking lot

“But I am sure I have always thought of Christmas time, when it has come round … as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think of people below them as if they really were fellow-passengers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on other journeys.”

Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol (1843)
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2 comments

  1. It was beautiful but very ephemeral. When we first got there, we could see individual snow flakes among the clumps of snow on the vegetation. Then, in just the 2 hours or so we spent getting to the summit and back, a great deal of the snow had disappeared from the tree limbs and the ground cover. You were lucky to catch a glimpse of the remaining snow on the east side. But winter isn’t over yet… 🙂

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  2. Beautiful! We hiked up at Prescott Park today, Thursday, and there was still some snow on trees on the east side of Roxy Ann. Every season has it’s beauty.

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