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A hiker struggles up a bare mountain as the cold whips snow bitterly around his face.

This is not me. This is a picture from www.blog.hillmap.com.

Seized with the urge to hike to the top of something, and with the weather moody and mercurial, I thought I’d jog up Anthony’s Nose this afternoon.  Good plan.

It didn’t take ten minutes to realize this was a hike I’d have to foresake due to the ice, hiding under the thinnest coating of today’s snowfall.  I walked back along the edge of the highway to my car, and decided on a different trail, something less tilted and more traveled.

The snow that covers Harriman today — and probably for the rest of the week — is nothing like a blanket.  it’s like a windshield on the inclines, and on the flats, it’s like stepping along a steely car hood.  When it’s wet, and slippery.  I fell on my can in the parking area off Perkins Memorial Drive, then I called it a day.

Snow in Harriman’s undergone a dangerous mutation.  It melted a little, then refroze.  You don’t know if you’ll punch through a ragged crust, or trip over a jutting shard of frozen snow. Old boot prints are traps. 

If you’re heading out to hike Harriman this week, I’d suggest you bring, at the least, YakTrax for valley hiking (where the snow gets little light), and crampons for anything going uphill.  Poles ,and a phone, too.  There are people out there doing it, even now.  But they’re prepared.

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