Winter storms keep rolling at us in northern Wisconsin like the waters down Allequash creek.
In-between the clearing of my driveway of snow one of my preferences to hike on a sunny day is around Allequash creek.
The snow lines its banks and fills the trees making for some dramaturgically exaggerated reflections that twirl around rocks drifting on eddy’s and waft their way to trout Lake.
I scramble through the deep snow, down to the banks of Allequash creek and try not to tumble into the icy waters while twisting my body, laying or sitting in the snow trying to get that perfect perspective for a photo.
