Pogonip'ed

Reno's been covered in freezing fog for the last week and a half. The fog is the thick pea soup stuff that renders car headlights useless. The amazing part about this fog, which is covering up what's left of our big snow, is not the fact that its hung around for so long but that it's creating ice formations on everything it contacts.

Pogonip is the Indian name for freezing fog. Each morning a 1/2 inch layer of fine ice crystals blanket everything in the Truckee river valley. The rime grow like cauliflower on the snow banks and like spiky snowflakes on the plants and trees. Saturday morning I went out for a 25 minute run and returned with ice crystals sprouting along the folds of my jacket. Wild stuff!

There's some good news to report. Ting took her first snowboarding lessons on Sunday. She's good the black and blue bruises to prove it! We headed up to Diamond Peak for a morning of instruction. Our coach looked to be no more then 18 or 19 years old and explained how we just needed to flow with the board. Good stuff!

The other semi-promising news is that we got an offer on our place. Assuming things go well in the 5 day wait period and home inspection, we'll finally have our condo under contract. It makes me a little sad yet it ends a pretty stressful period in our life.