This year's winter has been both warmer and dryer than usual, and hence, I was exploring the route much earlier than I have in the past.
|Looking down to Ross Lake on a beautiful, sunny February day.|
|Climbing ever closer to the snow line.|
Eventually, all good things must end, and after an initial crossing of snow across the road, the second snow field was much longer (and would only continue getting more so the further I climbed) so this was the point I turned around.
|The proverbial end of the road.|