I'm baaaack! And just like the last time I went away for awhile, I have photos of me on Mt. Washington, this time for a winter hike. Pete and I spent the long weekend in the mountains a few weeks ago and because there wasn't really enough snow to cross-country ski, we hiked. Pete is an avid winter hiker. Me? Not the way he does it, with tons of gear and crampons and ice picks needed to get to the summit and all that. We hiked up to the base of Tuckerman Ravine where cold temperatures and biting wind had us turning back. The last time I hiked Washington it was all dramatic for me and we did summit. This time we just hiked up, turned back, hiked down. I am in a bit better shape right now, so that part was easier, and we only went as far as was semi-comfortable (well, my hands would differ with that statement, I couldn't feel them for half the hike and of course the only thing I was worried about was that I wouldn't be able to knit by the fire back in our room in the inn) so it was just nice four hour hike. I'd show tons more pictures, but they would all be shades of grey. We followed it up in the jacuzzi tub and massages in our room. It was a great day. The next day I got to spend the afternoon with mountain dweller Kim having hot chocolate and lots of fiber talk. Is there much better than a weekend like that?
So, if I keep up the blogging I have knitting (three pairs of socks knitted for the girls in December, a pair I started in November and finished in January for myself, a sweater saga, another sweater on the needles with-get this-$10 of yarn) and some drop spinning to share. I was going to do the picture a day thing, but my camera is missing. The last time I saw it was before Christmas when I pulled it out of my bag and found it had Junior Mints melted on it. Then it dissappeared. I do have a digital SLR, but it isn't easy to carry around, so many photo opps are being missed. I do have two pairs of the socks digitally saved to show you, so maybe in a day or two. Thing is, every time I sit down to the computer, I pick up my knitting or a drop spindle and well, the time just goes by. I'm off to rework a sleeve cap for the current sweater in progress. I'll leave you with more photographic proof that I was indeed on the mountain with the most unpredictable weather in the world in the winter. Do I look cold?