January 2, 2013

Deep Powder

Winter weather has taken a strong hold over the Northeast. Three strong storms have left deep powder in the woods. Snow has a tendency of bringing new beauty to our surroundings. What once seemed like a lifeless pre-winter landscape now carries new vibrancy. With each branch of pine, spruce, birch, and cedar that is weighted down with fresh layers of snow, new characteristics develop. Winter is freeing in the woods. Hunters have laid down the rifles of fall and most woodsmen their saws. The woods where I live is open for exploration and that is today's mission.

Snow is falling heavy this afternoon and with temperatures below freezing, I pair a Woolrich Wool Jacket with Filson's Antique Tin Cloth Pants. With adequate base layers, warmth isn't an issue. Muck Boots really add a knee-high layer of waterproof protection in the cold.

Each knee-deep step forward in the snow creates a clear path of travel on the undisturbed trail.

Snow storms have a way of creating a single color-scheme. An otherwise blue sky, turns pale grey while Mother Nature becomes white.

Spruce needles act as tiny fingers grabbing at the falling snow flakes.

Spruce cones lay untouched from winter beneath heavy boughs of snow.

Freshly fallen snow on these branches is always a refreshing drink. Reminiscent of childhood, I admit I scooped a couple handfuls of snow to hydrate.

Burdocks are still a pain come winter. These small clingy burs attach themselves to your pants as you pass. They try to hide beneath a white coat today.

As I approach the hilltop, I am awarded a great view of a small Northern Maine town. The falling snow almost creates a white-out beyond the treeline.

Darks & Lights.

Today's "packy" snow is the ultimate for building snowmen.

Corner of the Woods.

Tall trees. 

A heavy coat. 

The river has nearly frozen over. Ice fishing season is nearly here.

Thick Maine Woods.

This river bend remains relatively open. This will change within a few short and cold nights. 


On the hike back, I decide to stop once more for a handful of snow. Now that's fresh from the source.


Holly Red said...

The Maine winters always look so nice, but terribly harsh. Fantastic photos, Rhon. Keep up the great work.

Anonymous said...

Absolutely beautiful pictures!! Reading your descriptions make me actually smell the odors of the outdoors and feel the briskness Northern Maine winters bring. Love it!

Rhon Bell said...

Holly, ver kind. Thank you for visiting and enjoying my blog.


Rhon Bell said...


Appreciate such kind words. Hope you tell others of my site here.

Nigel said...

Looks beautiful Rhon. Kindly send some over this side of the pond please, I would love to do some winter hiking in that. I've so had enough of this constant rain we're having over here.

Rhon Bell said...

Thanks Nigel,

Here's wishing you a great winter man!!


penbayman said...

We're into it now Rhon but my mind is already wandering to open water and brook trout..

Rhon Bell said...


Great area you live in. Spent quite a bit of time up there. You are right. We're getting into the thick of it! Thanks for the note.

Anonymous said...

Wow! Amazing pictures. I love the serenity and simplicity.

Rhon Bell said...


Glad you like the photos. Enjoy your next journey!


Casey said...

Very beautiful area you get to cruise. Great pics.

Rhon Bell said...


Sure is. This is where I grew up in Northern Maine, about 5 hours North of Portland. Good evening.