This last trip to the mountain did not go exactly as planned… not that it even was planned. It was a split second decision: on our way to the Yelm Starbucks to go do homework, we caught eye of the mountain in its beaming splendor and couldn’t not go up. So almost as quickly as Starbucks busted out our drinks, we busted out of town.
Our “plan” was to get to the park, rent some one-dollar snowshoes from the mountain, hit a section of the Wonderland trail by Paradise, where it would be relatively
flat, then head home and get back to studying. However it didn’t quite go as we had anticipated. On our way up, the part of the trail we left off at was clear enough to “normal shoe” on, but we decided to continue on to Paradise to maybe try out some snowshoes anyway. The one-dollar snowshoe rental was part of a guided ranger hike, which hadn’t yet started, and the other snowshoe rental was a good eight bucks. Snowshoeing, negative.
On our way out the visitor center we saw a fox and a very foolish man trying to feed it. We took lots of pictures of the fox, and became friends with him/her. Then he/she followed us (in the truck) down the road. Probably expecting food. Loren suggested taking him/her home, but I felt that stealing a fox from a National Park might have us doing time. But we probably spent at least half an hour, maybe more, with the fox.
Loren found her old car at a trail head.
Finally we thought it necessary that we at least touch part of the Wonderland trail. So we drove down to where we thought we left off, got in a huge fight about which way we were supposed to go and did something like this:
A little ridiculous. But we have an incredible sense of place in the Longmire area. And will now be prepared for next time, whether we snowshoe or normal shoe. Life on a mountain… if only.
- Karina

















