Waiting For Patience

A man who is a master of patience is master of everything else. George Savile.

I'm not by nature a patient person, although I must feign it well enough as people often think so. In reality, I like to move fast and frequently, and I'm often in a rush to finish one thing so I can start on the next.

Right now, Doug and I are patiently - we have no choice - waiting for a window of clear weather that is not preceded by a foot or more of new snow in the mountains to ski a three day route across the Badshot Range which we have been planning for going on a month.

Each week, the forecast about 10 days out looks pretty good, but, as the days pass, the forecast deteriorates until eventually the weather window slams shut again.

We thought our weather window had come for Sunday through Tuesday, but, gradually poor weather is encroaching from either end, and, more importantly, a wet and cold week has left (and continues to leave as it is snowing up high) 40 plus centimeters of new snow. Even if Sunday through Tuesday does some how materialize with good weather, the trail-breaking will be too heavy and stability too poor until the new snow settles out.

So, we settle down to wait. 

Ionian Basin in the Sierras.

 We waited about 3 weeks for this weather window