Back to the amphitheater it was only a dusting but not a bad way to see a change.
I think I walked maybe a mile of the rim, still crowded with silly tourists. Running and of course sliding because yes it was 30 degrees and still icy. Common sense was in short supply. By the time my ears and nose had frozen I was ok with no more sightseeing. I think snow is beautiful but I'm happy as a clam living in a moderate climate.
Fairyland point was quiet and amazingly blocked by wind, a much more pleasant walk.
With predicted nighttime temps of 6 not including wind chill I had no problem heading back to the luxury of a bed in a real building for the night.
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