Happy Thanksgiving

Before heading out for Thanksgiving dinner, Isaac and I decided to ski into Smuggler's Notch to check out the ice climbing. Rumor has it that some of the climbs are in pretty fat.

Deb skiing in the notch

We skied along the section of road that gets closed in the winter, and once we got near the climb we took off our skis and hiked up the remaining 200' to the base of the climb. Normally it would have been post-holing, but the snow isn't deep here yet. Although a couple of the climbs were rumored to be in good shape, the one we checked out was not. Isaac checked it out from various angles, and then decided the smart thing was to back off.

Isaac checking out the ice

By the time we hiked back to our skis, the light mist we encountered on the way up had turned to heavy mist or light rain. This made the ski back to the car very wet.

Deb on the way out

Later on that afternoon, we went to Parima restaurant, which is owned and operated by our next door neighbors Jip & Darryl. They were planning a meal for family & friends at the restaurant (which was closed for the day), and they invited us when they learned we were losers without plans *smile*. They are the most wonderful, kind, friendly, and down-to-earth neighbors a person could ask for, and I am certainly lucky that they live right next door.

The meal was fantastic - all the good turkey, sides, and pie that makes the day Thanksgiving. The company & conversations were great as well, and the next thing we knew, 4 hours had passed. With distended bellies, we waddled back to the car and drove home.

Chocolate mousse in white chocolate cups
(yup, Deb made these and brought a bunch to the dinner)

Now, it is time to get some sleep before we head of to northern New Hampshire to play in the White Mountains for the rest of the weekend.