Winter on Lake O’Law offers a kind of magic that words can hardly capture.

As I slid my paddleboard into the water, a hint of hesitation crept in. The lake, surrounded by winter’s stillness, seemed almost too quiet. Paddling into the middle of a chilly, snow-dusted lake felt both daring and surreal. Yet, as I pushed further from shore, a sense of calm washed over me.

David was by the lakeside to capture me with the drone.

Views of the three sister mountains draped in snow and cloud made it all worth it. The views honestly didn’t feel real, like something out of a movie, and I had it all to myself.