The weirdest time I had snow blindness was in the early spring when I was about ten years old. Dad was taking us out for a ride and told us to get our sunglasses. I was a dumb kid and ignored him. Outside it was slightly overcast with a hazy kind of cloud cover, just enough to let a bit of sun through. The light was completely diffused everywhere … not bright, not harsh but coming in all directions … the sky, the horizon and bouncing off the snow on the ground everywhere.

I lasted a couple of hours in that … but by the end the day, I couldn’t keep my eyes open, I was so irritated. So it doesn’t take bright light to go snow blind … just constant steady bright light everywhere all the time.