January 31, 2011, Paradise: Son of Pickles

Frank and I enjoyed solitude and good turns in near-blizzard conditions at Paradise today. We did a couple of laps at Pan Point in the early afternoon: more new snow than we had anticipated, and still falling by the time we left. Snow was wettish but skied well; visibility was a problem.

Driving back we saw something beautiful and sad: a fox--Son of Pickles/?/--on the roadway , 3 mi down from the parking lot, begging at a car that had stopped for obvious reasons. After the car moved on, he stayed on the road to beg from us. I took a couple of pictures, and when he realized he would get nothing he climbed on the snowbank but kept watching the road: as soon as another car appeared he was down on the roadway, to beg again. Please don't feed him. N