We hiked up the old Steenberg Road, which was nicely covered with snow and ice. Part way up the trail we ran into a dead coyote. He crawled up onto a log and died. We estimate that he died Thursday or Friday. His rib cage was already eaten by nearby animals.
When we hit the trail head, the snow on the trail was very thin. We were hitting a lot of rocks with our snowshoes. When we got to the stream it was frozen solid, which is always good. The climb up the hill was okay. A little rocky, but nothing terrible. But, coming down the other size was rough. There were a lot of rocks in the path. We ended up hiking off the trail, just to avoid the rocks.
We arrived at Huckleberry Point. It was windy but the views were okay. We ate a little bit, and headed back. The trip back was uneventful.
Alexis forgot to put her snowshoes in the back of the car, so we ended up leaving without them. For some reason I asked her about her poles on the way back. She thought that I put them in the car. So, we headed back to the PA. Thankfully, they were still there.