Sunday, 10 October 2010

On the cusp

Well Autumn doesn't appear to be hanging around. Running around the northern hemisphere on it's annual world tour it recently waltzed into my town, making the trees blush before encouraging them to throw their flimsy leaves on the stage. Jack Frost was the support act but both appear to be leaving the hotel without paying their bill. Winter is on his way. Older and wiser than Autumn he will be in town for a while, playing sell-out shows in the mountains.

One last chance. I will be off to the mountains this week for a couple of days. Maybe the last time I'll sleep under my quilt before I return to the snugness of a sleeping bag. Maybe the last trip without my big down parka. Maybe the last time without skis, snowshoes or crampons. It will certainly be my first trip in a long time that I'll be cooking over gas. Hopefully I'll get a chance to catch the end of Autumn's show, to experience some of Autumn's best loved numbers. Fallen leaves. Starry nights. Crisp mornings. An encore? Well, a smattering of snow would definitely get my lighter in the air...

5 comments:

Martin Rye said...

It is a magic time of year. Have a fantastic trip.

Dave Hanlon said...

Get out there, get back home and wite it up. I'm in need of some good reading. Gonna be March before I'm out again :-(

Fraser said...

Yeah, I'm looking forward to winter, other than the 'what snowshoe?' question, I'm thinking: 'Do I buy snow chains now, before the panic buying starts?'

Shed Dweller said...

And take photos! I do like your photos.

Joe Newton said...

Martin - Thank you.

Dave - March?! Ouch! I'll do my best.

Fraser - Panic buying of all kinds of winter equipment might start soon if we get the forecast of the 'coldest winter for hundreds of years'. I'm off to but some Sorrel boots this weekend.

Shed - thank you. Mother Norway makes pretty picture taking a lot easier!