Our stay near Johnson Creek, Packwood

It was peaceful here. we had creek access and some beautiful mossbeds through out the undergrowth leading to said creek. We stayed for nearly a week, I could have stayed well a few months...til the snow got unbearable and the ski freaks take over Packwood?
I don't ski, never have, plenty of opportunity but no real interest,  I really love walking and don't particularly like the idea of shooting down hill on  two flat twiglets.
Maybe it was initially back in school days the vibe of the kids who skied or snowboarded, they acted like snots in their special wardrobes worn the friday nights they all got on the school bus and skied together.
They tags on jackets sometimes collected over many years dangling from  zip pulls, the trophies of the skiers.
I wasn't a big fan of snow then either. Growing up in Buffalo was a real f**ker as you always got snow alot of snow but only once a year or so would they actually call off school , they'd just salt them roads and you'd stand out some extra time waiting for the big cheese bus to come, before the frost bite set in , to be greeted by your bus aid.
heat would be there but only by the seats that had heaters underneth.
The smell unpleasant, after a few minutes snowy kids became wet kids and their assorted home smells all condensing with maybe one window open some where in the back to shoot you with some bitterly cold air every once in ahwile.
 I'd sooner live in Packwood  then Buffalo.