While you lightweights were reeling from 4-6 inches of snow this past week, we didn't even make the news with 2-3 FEET in the mountains! Okay, so all we had was a bunch of wind and rain where we live, but the mountains did get a bunch of snow.
And nothing screams "snowshoe!" like 2-3 feet of new snow. So I packed up the kids and we headed to the Olympic National Park, up to Hurricane Ridge. The place lived up to its name.
We didn't actually get to do a whole bunch of snowshoeing mostly because of the wind. There were loads of skiers and snowboarders out, just not too many seven and eight year olds braving the wind.
All in all we spent about 2-3 hours on the mountain. As soon as we drove about a mile down from Hurricane Ridge, the sun started to come out, but that was just at the lower elevations. All of the taller mountains were swathed in clouds. Oh, and that little A-frame building - that entrance is the second floor entrance.