Day 157: While the rest of the country is lamenting unseasonably warm temperatures, the Pacific Northwest is experiencing yet another unusual March snowstorm. Oh, we get a flurry or two in the lion-lamb month, but it seldom sticks and certainly doesn't pile up like it did last week. Today it has come and gone in the yard, but driving across the Divide to Riffe Lake was treacherous. The stuff was coming down sideways, blanketing the road to the point that I had to put one wheel on the rumble strip to be sure I wasn't too close to the verge. Unsurprisingly, not even the hardiest of fisherfolk was out on Riffe Bridge today. I don't think a run of 18" silvers would have brought a soul to drop a line at this exceptionally popular spot, not even yours truly.
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