Today, I soloed the Manzanita Trail. The thing that was most difficult was finding the trail. I'm not sure that I was in the right place for most of the afternoon. The trail was built perpendicular to the slope, but the wind-blown snow doesn't understand that. As a result, most of it looked the same: A smooth snowpack. At the end of the trail, someone has installed a plastic picnic table. I found the table, so I must have been close. At any rate, one good thing about skiing is that you can always find your way back.
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