Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. The Kitsap Sun newspaper was forecasting snow today in Bremerton, and my sister was posting on Facebook on the size of the flakes coming down in Everett, but when we were there it hardly rained, let alone snowed. And yet the white stuff was never far away, and on this particular day we made the short 2-hour drive to Snoqualmie Pass, sitting at 3,022 feet (921 meters) for the kind of winter fun that you can't really get here in T'áiwān 台灣.
There might not have been any snow in our area, but the windshields of our rented Chevy Aveo were covered in a thick frost that morning. An application of a pot of cold water quickly solved the problem.
Here in Táiwān, it takes a highly-trained workforce of college students and high school graduates to fill your car up with gas.
The hillsides were all brown and green on the drive up from Bremerton, until we went up and over Tiger Mountain. Once on the other side, the scenery suddenly changed.
Amber outside the Xanadu Grill & Bar at Snoqualmie, where we had lunch. Fortified with a French dip sandwich and coffee, it was time to have some fun in the snow.
Yet another gorgeous day in the Pacific Northwest.
Despite our appearances to the contrary, it wasn't as cold as the last time we came to Snoqualmie in the wintertime.
Amber makes her first snow angel. There were also snowball fights to be had.
At some point before we had gotten there, an animal with hooves had taken a walk through the area.
It would be nice to live somewhere with four distinct seasons.
And, finally, the obligatory snowman photos...:
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