Tuesday, February 4, 2014
Snowshoeing up Bald Hills
When I woke up to my alarm on Sunday, I was dreading getting out of bed. Although I had been excitedly planning that day's snowshoe adventure for a week, on the morning of, I was anything but thrilled to be forced from my warm bed and out into the elements. But, knowing I couldn't let Mishelle down, I dragged myself from my cozy nest and threw on every imaginable layer in my wardrobe, preparing myself for a cold day trudging through the snow to the top of Bald Hills.
By the time we finished our five hour adventure, I was mighty frosty from heavily breathing all over my hair! I guess now I know what I'll look like when I'm old and grey!