Saturday was warm(ish) and bright out. Sunshine in our neck of the woods is a scarce commodity. Normally this time of year, our favorite trail is covered in ice and snow. The trail is usually closed to travel with all sorts of warnings about falling from the rim of the gorge, etc. Strangely enough, plenty of folks venture out on that ice and snow too early in the season and sometimes end up as casualties. It happens every year.
By the time we made our way down the trail, it was plainly obvious that plenty of folks preceded us on such a nice day.