Today we woke up and it was snowing outside. Not unheard of here in Deming, but something of a novelty. Being from the northeast we are not put off by snow flurries and snow showers. Hiking in snow is a lot more fun than hiking in the rain.
I knew that I had to get right on the trail before the snow melted or sublimated if I wanted pictures. These desert snowfalls can be ephemeral events. Ric needed to go into town to score some reflectix insulation (more on that in part 2), so this would be a solo hike for me.
By the time I reached the highest point on Thunderegg trail the snow shower was a wind-driven squall, and visibility was down to about 1/4 mile.
There were no other hikers while I was on the trails, so I had these sights to myself.
By the time I was half way back I could already see signs of snowmelt, and the cactus wrens and woodpeckers were finally about their morning rounds. It was a magical hike, as snowy day hikes often are. The air was crisp, the silence was embracing and the cold was exhilarating. Quiet nature in the most graceful of robes.