Distance hiked: 4.5 miles (on snowshoes)
My husband and I strapped on our snowshoes and headed out for our first winter camping trip. We had never camped in the snow before, but over the last year I’d made a point of acquiring all of the gear that we would need: a robust winter tent (Big Agnes String Ridge), toasty warm sleeping bags (Western Mountaineering Lynx -10 degree bags – one a birthday gift for my husband, and one a gift to myself), down parkas, and down pants.
We snow-shoed up to a frozen lake, where there is a campground that gets heavy use in the summer. Now, however, we had the place to ourselves, and we quickly set up our tent and got to work making dinner.
The moon was nearly full that night and the light reflecting off the snow and ice made flashlights unnecessary. The frozen lake creaked and cracked as the ice shifted, singing us to sleep. We stayed very warm in our down sleeping bags and woke up to ice covering the outside of tent the next morning.