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Mark Wilson/Globe staff
A four-season tent was a snug haven in the snow in the Moats mountain range.
Skiing down the trail took a quarter of the time it took to climb up.
The author checked water for boiling.
The snowy campsite in the early morning.
A sign on the trail.
The author folded a tent fly.
The author's husband, Bill, checked the stove.
The sunny tangerine tent had crossed poles to stabilize against wind and heavy snow.
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