On Sunday my housemate and I rented a car from an extremely generous local in town (she wanted to let us use it for free, but finally accepted a few bucks!), which afforded us an opportunity to spend the day in the mountains. The forecast called for freezing temperatures and rain, but once we got out of town the precipitation turned to snow flurries and we found ourselves cruising through an early winter wonderland.
With all day to spare, we took our time exploring the white-blanketed tundra until we were too cold to feel our fingers and faces, thanks the biting wind driving snow at us sideways.
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| Frosty leaf |
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| Brand new white carpet |
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Pippy Longstocking impersonation? Also getting pummeled
in the face by blowing snow. |
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| We built a tiny tundra snow man |
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| My snow angel |
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| Ice formations on the grass |
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| The cliched sideview-mirror-shot |
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| Huge flocks of ptarmigan, beginning the winter molt |
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| Ptarmigan |
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| Ptarmigan freaking out |
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| Beautiful roadside creek |
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| Road to Woolly Lagoon becoming inaccessible |
Eventually the road became too snowy for us to comfortably drive on, so we turned around and headed back to Nome, where autumn is still the predominant season.
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| Willow leaves |
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| Remnants of an abandoned reindeer corral |
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| Some kind of old scale |
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| Water droplets in an old bucket |
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| Nome's one and only tree, decorated year round |
The signs of winter are all around now, from the noticeably dropping temperatures, to little snow flurries, to seeing fewer people in town. On the upside, I think I'm getting more used to the weather -- When I was walking home for lunch today, I was thinking the temperature didn't feel too bad if it weren't for the wind; then I checked the thermometer: 32 degrees. Ha.
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