Part 1 — When Winter Finally Broke Us

“Escape from the Land of Cold Toes”

The Rockies below us looked like a giant had spilled frost on a mountain-shaped waffle. Beautiful? Yes. Home? Also yes. But we were done. Officially. Done.

Linda whispered, “Mike, I think my bones have winter fatigue.”
Mike answered, “I’ve forgotten how it feels to sweat.”

And so began our escape—two romantically frozen Canadians fleeing toward sunlight like migrating geese with credit cards.

Packing Highlights:

• Camera gear
• Notebooks
• Hope
• Mike’s favorite toque (may it rest somewhere under the bed)

Poetic moment:
Above the mountains, we shed winter like an old skin,
Flying toward a place where the sky remembers it’s blue
Where the warm wind softly pushes sand
And the world is just we two