I managed to go all winter long without seeing snow, for only the second time since I moved here, until I go on a field trip in LATE MAY and find it snowing at Johnston Ridge. Apparently this is the first time in nine years, Grizzly Adams says, that it has been anything less than beautiful and sunny on this field trip. Naturally.
My volcano instructor, swear to god, looks like he should be sitting on a country store porch chewing tobacco and playing checkers. He's wearing jeans and a raggy plaid shirt, with suspenders and a belt, and is bald on top with a fringe of bushy hair around it and a big crazy-mountain-man set of whiskers. Dude is hilarious. I'm really looking forward to this field trip -- I have GOT to replace my camera before Sunday.