Alliteration

Tomorrow is the first day of Spring, so shouldn't we be seeing signs of warmer weather? Earlier this week, I DID hear some new birds singing their sweet little songs outside my classroom window, but I am still scraping the frost and ice off the windows of my car in the morning.

As of late it just doesn't seem like we can escape this cold and snow. The extended forecast has dealt yet another blow to the collective psyche of our climbing community. If this distasteful weather doesn't disengage soon, the Vermont climbing community may just vanish.

In all honesty, though, March can be a very dark and dismal month. We're lured into believing otherwise, and when the crunchy folks peel off their 4 month-old wool socks to wear their Birks barefoot we're played like fools and old man winter dumps snow and temps that have no business being in March on us.

Skiing and snowboarding has lost its fluffy appeal by now (mashed potato snow is grossly overrated), ice climbing has become a little too dangerous this late in the season, and the trails aren't dry, nor snow-packed enough anymore to run on. Early Spring in New England can certainly be a therapeutic trial in transitional torment.