Apparently we have to drive north for winter this year. This was our second trip to the Mt. Washington region this season and both times there has been snow on the ground. This trip it snowed while we were there. It's nice to be able to drive to winter, but I'm still not ready to trade that for actually having winter here at home. I miss it, as annoying as it can be from time to time. It just doesn't feel right to have no snow on the ground. It feels boring and dull.
Theo was very excited about going back to Bretton Woods. I'm a sucker for the things the kids ask for (especially when they don't ask for things average kids do--iThings.) As the parent skier and bill payer, Dave was less enthused, but we knew if we didn't go in January, we wouldn't go at all. So we booked a shorter trip and hit the road.
It's strange the difference a year makes. Or the difference weather makes. Or something. I'm not going to complain about having lots of time to hang out and read, or knit, but we didn't do nearly as much this stay as we did last year. The falling snow on day one kept me indoors. I just didn't have it in me to get soaking wet and possibly reinjure my ankle in order to walk around the property. Same reason for not snowshoeing or tubing. Then day two brought temps in the single digits and again I was a wimp. With a shorter trip we didn't have as many options. We still had a lot of fun but it will be nice if when we go back we can live it up again!