Saturday morning I walked to the the gym, but by the time I headed home it was a full-blown blizzard. I say full-blown because I was leaning into a 30-50km wind blowing snow nuggets in my face and walking through knee-high drifts. By the time Sunday rolled around things were overcast but warm(ish) and calm, so much better for walking. This is the day Graham came home, somewhat perturbed since he left a very temperate 15 C in Vancouver to do so.
