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We had a late start to winter up high here in Revelstoke. I wasn’t quite sure that I was ready to let go of mountain bike season just yet. The temperatures in the valley bottom had fallen past the comfy for riding stage a few times, but there had been no moisture to speak of, so we rode on.
Then it happened. Two days of consistent snowfall up high.
The date was November 1st 2015, and after a 6AM start to make the 90 minute drive up to snow line, we were skinned up and hiking. I slowed down to let my friends gain a little distance ahead of me. That was the first time this year that I noticed that I could hear nothing but my heart beating, lungs heaving and skins gliding across the snow, it was time to pause.
After a few seconds, my heartbeat slowly subsided from my ears and I was able to hold my breath for a moment. Complete and utter silence. Winter was here, and I was OK with it.
Edit: [a shot from that day](http://i.imgur.com/m3slo4t.jpg)