I really hope you all like nature because I'm going to talk about it again today. More specifically, about snow. Because even though it was hot enough in the mountains to need the stay-cool bandana Spencer B + Bella T sent me, it wasn't too hot to be snowy. At least on the ground, anyway.
I'm totally not kidding. See that picture of me running? My human took that on Sunday. It was 82 degrees and I was running around in snow. Crazy huh? Google said it has something to do with altitude and thermal something or other, but I don't care what made it happen - I'm just glad it did because snow is so much fun!
Well, unless you're Dutch and hate everything that has anything to do with camping. Or if you lived in 1847 and your last name was Donner. Because according to this sign thingy I found near the purple-flower meadow, the Donner people got snowed in and the snow killed them.
Yeah. I wasn't going to mention the whole Donner Party thing, but Dutch said I have to because it's "historically significant". He also said the Donner people ate each other, but Google isn't 100% sure about this so I'm pretty sure Dutch just said that to freak me out.
I do know the Donners must have done something special because a whole bunch of the wilderness is named after them. Donner Lake, Donner Pass, Donner Summit - they're all over the place. But I guess if you set off on an adventure thinking you're going to find a new life and end up finding "misery and death", you deserve to have your own lake and stuff.
I like adventures and don't plan to stop having them anytime soon. But I'm definitely going to avoid doing anything that could get a lake or mountain named after me.