Any drive up the winding roads of the 330 heading into Big Bear is a little stressful for me. I actually enjoy driving, and the mountain roads were mostly easy this day, the only challenge was trying to keep my eyes on the road and not on the stunning snowy landscapes and kids frolicking around with sleds and snowballs. But after I got through the city, the skies grew darker and suddenly I was literally driving through the clouds. My shoulders grew tense, my hands clutched the wheel a little tighter. Luckily as I approached the lake, the clouds broke and we were left with the biggest blue sky possible. As I parked the car, opened the car door and waved over Christine and Mel, suddenly there was the sweetest happiest Boxer bounding across the street to meet me. There is little better to melt the last lingering of stress away than a happy pup.
Christine and Mel, I cannot thank you enough for trekking up this mountain, and exploring with smiles on your faces the whole time. Through u-turns, grumpy highway patrol officers, snow, mud, wind, and everything in between, you were the best troopers. Thank you for sharing your wonderful pup and for letting me capture the first part of your adventure together. You guys rock.