I started my search for spring the last day of February, Sunday the twenty-eighth, around 1pm. I was planning on leaving the day before but, of course, it snowed again, so I shoveled once more. I only drove as far as Lake Loramie State Park, in Ohio, before the dark closed in. The snow was about two feet deep with only one cleared campsite and I took it. On reflection, that site may have been the spot in the road where the snowplow turned around, but it worked for me.
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