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Mike and I had planned a hike in Little Cottonwood Canyon last March. We were having an unseasonable warm spell and we looked forward to playing in the mountains. That morning, we woke up to a blanket of snow. Instead of hiding in the house, we went up to the mountains anyway. Bundled up for warmth, we spent the hike clicking pictures and slushing through the moist snow.

Carl Reiner is right. Most of the time snow is just an unnecessary freezing of water, but that day, I was happy to shiver in it.