Finally, a break in the mid 40’s , rainy, cloudy, Seward winter gloom. The night before the Superbowl was here and tomorrow held the promise of not just football, junk food, and beer, but also a cool sunny day on the Kenai Peninsula. Oh the possibilities! After weighting all the options, I decided to take a peek up the jeep trail. It’s close enough to be home by kickoff and there may even be some grouse up by the bowl. So now for the packing. Boots, check! Burner, pot,gas,tea, mountain house, granola bar, water, check! Backpack, check! Binoculars, check! Camera,check! Matches,check! Twenty-two rifle, check! Oh and the cleats (just in case), check! After looking at my pile of treasure, I could not help but think about how heavy it would be about half way up the mountain. Oh well, I call it training for caribou season.
As I got above tree line and watched the morning sun crest over the bay, I slung my rifle over my shoulder and got my camera out. I spent the whole hike taking pictures of the breathtaking scenery around me and left all the creatures of the forest in peace to enjoy this magnificent day. The country was painted with crisp colors of winter that held a deceptive hint of spring not yet arrived. On top of Marathon one could see all the way to the end of the bay. Bear lake was peeking out of the valley to the other side. A few young plants were beginning to emerge through the snow by the bowl to get a glimpse of the sunshine. It was nice to sit for a while with a cup of tea and enjoy the open silence. Then came THE CALL. Home base was calling to inform me that it was 1:30 and there were no super bowl snacks in the house!