Went for a late night run last night. Planned on a moon and star lit night lighting the way while running on snowmobile tracks at around 11,000'. The only main deterrent was that their was no moon or star light and there was a sleety mix coming down. And like always, we had no lights. All was good if you could stay in the tracks, but venture too far to the left or right and you dropped into waist deep snow. Talk about a momentum killer. Couldn't see but maybe five feet in front of you. Ran straight into a six foot deep ditch, that came out of nowhere. Searching for trail later on and was trudging through waist deep snow when Jeff runs by me and instantly disappears. Fell off of a 10' wall of snow and was submerged up to his shoulders in the snow below. Bad cookie followed and was stuck. Decided it was time to turn around and find another route. An hour and a half of run time that was much needed. With all of the snow melt going on it seems like winter is almost over until you go out in the deep stuff and see that we still have a shit ton of snow. I'm out.

GO RIDE!!!

Location:Late night run