It snowed while I was running on Sunday, which helps to explain the post title, because I had to skip a peak this time, due to weather.
I had planned another long run that requires a peak traverse -- in this case from Mt. Belford to Mt. Oxford -- because I failed to get all the way over to Oxford last summer, and because the day started out with clear blue skies and a promising weather report.
But as often happens in the mountains, bad weather sprang to life in the 2 1/2 hours of my ascent, and I had to turn back once I reached the top of Mt. Belford, leaving Mt. Oxford for another day -- again. Here is the final track of my outing:

Total run/hike length was 8.9 miles, with a starting elevation of 9,700 feet, a summit of 14,197 feet, for a respectable elevation gain of 5,020 feet (including ups/downs). Time was 2:25 to the top of Belford, for a total time of just under 4 hours.
To show you how nice it was early in the day, here is a shot of the valley, roughly halfway to Belford. That's Missouri Mountain in the very back; Belford is up and out of sight to the left. I have to say this part of the valley is pretty darn photogenic:

However, dark clouds had started collecting over the peaks as I climbed, and the sun was starting to disappear by the time I reached Mt. Belford's summit:

Both times I've been to the top of this mountain, it's been windy enough to stand leaning into the wind. This time, when the sun slid behind the clouds, my thermometer read 35 degrees, plus there was a constant 20 mph wind, and little snow pellets started falling. It only took about 5 minutes for my fingers to start feeling numb through my thin mittens. Since it would have been another
hour+ to also visit Mt. Oxford, I reluctantly turned around. This photo shows the gathering gloom, with Oxford in the back left:

About 1,000 feet downhill I took the shot below, of the snow falling across the same valley as in the first picture. Down here it was about 45 degrees with a light wind, which was totally comfortable jogging temperature, although the rocks were now a bit damp so I made my way down carefully (the path zigzags back and forth somewhat, so you're not actually running straight down the slope you see here, although some parts are steep). If you zoom in you can see the snow being whipped around:

Amazingly, as I neared the valley floor, which was about 2,000 feet from the top, the sun came out and I changed to running in a tank top and shorts (I zipped the legs off of my convertible pants)! Here is a photo from the lower part of the valley. The time stamp on the second photo is a mere
20 minutes later:

Having remembered the wind from last time, I had come prepared for temps from roughly 45 and up including
some wind. I had the following clothing items with me in a small REI hydration
pack, with the jacket around my waist:
- North Face Paramount cargo pants (the legs zip on/off)
- Mountain Hardwear Transition windproof jacket w/hood
- Short sleeved shirt
- Tank top
- Extra socks
- Mittens
- Knit cap
- Baseball-style cap
The windproof jacket is amazing for moderately cool temps; its Gore-Tex Windstopper fabric locks the wind out perfectly and I can even run in it. But for 35 degrees, a constant 20 mph wind + gusts, light snow and no sunshine? I really needed a warm layer and warmer mittens. Next time, I'll attempt this combination in mid-July, on the hottest weekend I can find. And I'm starting early.
As I passed from the open alpine valley of Missouri Gulch and into pine forest, I caught this picture of the stream that drains the valley:

Afterwards I grabbed another late lunch at the Breckenridge Brewery from a table with a view, exchanged jacket sizes at the local North Face store (they get winter items sooner at the Breckenridge location), and chilled out for a while.
On my drive home past Frisco, I couldn't resist stopping at the scenic pull-off overlooking the reservoir. I keep taking pictures from here, because it always grabs my attention, and it's my last stop in the high country before weathering the often demoralizing I-70 traffic, when masses of speeding tailgaters drive home to the big city. I like the varied light of this photo. This view to the southeast is towards Keystone and Arapahoe Basin ski resorts, as well as Grays and Torreys Peaks.