Hey friends..
I’m writing from my secret lair in Tim and Jen’s basement..
I’m writing from my secret lair in Tim and Jen’s basement..
There are two screens of Super Bow going in the house.. I’m hoping each group thinks I’m with the other. 
We’re over here having a crepe party that Deb orgainized. There’s some amazing stuff up there.. savory and sweet.. meat and veggie. WThe girls ahd quite a production line going.
I had an asparagus , crushed samosa and yogurt one.. it was excellent. After the savory stuff came desert.. complete with flaming liqueurs.
If I;d stayed upstairs I’d surly be asleep on the floor by now . Those that j..know me that the moment I stop moving, I fall asleep especially if I’ve recently eaten… That’s why I escaped for the basement. (uh-ohhh… I think I’ve just been discovered down here !!!)
I’ve got good cause to be sleepy.. Diane , Chai and I decided to snowshoe the Long trail south from Bolton Notch road back to our house.. I think it’s about 3.5 hours.. but it was touch coing today.. Chai was eager to hit the trail
The snow wasn’t deep.. but covered enough to make snowshoes OK.. at least for the first 3/4ths of the trip
Chai was drinking out of this whole in the ground.. .. we thought.. tilee we looked around and realized we were on a beaver pond we’d not known was there.. The ice wasn’t think.. so we backed off carefully.. There was some recent beaver work all around us
Like this tree.. Wonder if the beaver was proud or disappointed with this project ?
As soon as we started to climb we started following one of several moose tracks. Chai was eager to find this one.. by the … uh.. markers we found he/sh wasn’t far off.
WHover it was.. it sure had big feet !!
Here’s an idea of how big..
I realized while hiking that my birthday is only a week off.. that means it was time for one of my long time traditions.. the au naturel snow angel. Believe it or not.. every year on or near my birthday I do the snow angel equivalent of skinny dipping. regardless of weather.. Today was in the high 20’s so it wasn’t too hard. . not sure why I do it.. but why break tradition. ?
Diane was the phtotographer and spared you all the worst.. but heres the result./.. I tell you.. it certainly wakes you up !
As I got up and tried to warm up, I found someones tree graffiti. I don’t like it when someone carves up a tree.. but I have to admit that this one is pretty amazing.
The rest of the hike we spent trying to find the white blazes in the snow (again).. We ended up getting off the trail one and managed to make an unintentional loop using an abandoned stretch of trail.. When we came off the steep and rough old stretch and found our own tracks, Diane said it felt like the movie Ground Hog Day.. Ground Hog day was yesterday and I missed it completely.. Must have been the Retrograde of Mercury.. I’m blaming everything on that for the next few weeks. .
I did my trubute to Sam as I do everyday I’m outside…
You could tell that the animals were hungry..w e found chewed bark everywhere
We found lots of signs of moose… including tracks, scat.. even hair… but no beast.. It was a wild moose chase…
The trail has some beautiful views off the cliffs.. the scenery was nice too..
We fianlly came on Duck Brook shelter.. we took a short resat and wrote in the journal there. We noticed that someone had taken the SamStone we’d placed there.. we like that !
From there it was mostly down hill. That side of the trail had less snow and more ice. It was treacherous in some parts.. but relatively short..
There was a nice view of our house and barn as we started to descend towards Stage Road
We got home around 2.. tired and happy… The rest of the day we worked around the house until it was time to come up and have the crepe fest..
I’ve definitely been discovered now..I hear voices ! Must abort… must abort.. more tomorrow..
nite all.. nite sam !
-me