It was a cold and frosty walk at 7 below Fahrenheit at mile 46 Richardson Hwy, Alaska a.k.a Serendipity. With almost no snow in Alaska's 'Snow Capital' - Valdez, we decided to go check on our 3 acres and found it buried in deep, fluffy snow. It was so cold the snow made it's all-too familiar crunching sound under our boots. Good to feel the cold, crisp air in the lungs for the first few hundred yards. After a mile it becomes a little more painful. Beautiful.
