Backcountry Snowshoeing

I've never been all that into snow sports. Well, I'll just be frank, here: snow sports terrify me. There's something about hurling myself down a snowy mountain on pieces of plastic designed to make me faster than nature deems reasonable that... doesn't work for me. 

Moving to Colorado where snow sports reign supreme, I thought all hope may be lost. Enter: snowshoeing. It's like hiking (which I like) without the downhill hurling (which I like) and doesn't require much skill (which I like). Just a pair of snowshoes, two poles and a Camelbak, and you've got yourself a hell of a lot of fun. 

Over our Thanksgiving holiday in Ouray, we spent two of our days snowshoeing in the backcountry. We blazed trails through snowy paths that led to old mining ruins and breathtaking scenery.

We also came across some of the most delicate, untouched snowdrifts, which were begging to be scooped into paper cones and drizzled with flavored syrup. Since neither were available, we just ate it right off the ground. 

Here's a collection of shots I captured over our two days in the backcountry.