The Search for Snow.

Repeatedly, the weather people have predicted snow, and just as repeatedly said snow has failed to fall. So on Sunday, we went looking for it. Braving the light rain and slippery roads we wound our way into the mountains north of Boise, following the Payette River toward McCall.

At first, the river banks and mountains were completely free of snow.

We climbed into the clouds. Still no snow, and the temp wasn't
much colder than it was when we left Boise.

Finally, about 60 miles from town, we hit the snow.
It wasn't much, but it was satisfying.

We stopped in Cascade for lunch, then headed home down the
rain-slick highway.

P.