One great way is to snowshoe up to the top of black mountain near Jackson, NH and spend a couple of days and nights hanging in and around a cabin:
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More pictures of the trip can be found here. We had a great time. The hike was a bit on the short side at around 1.3 miles, but given that we had way too much weight in our packs this was a good thing. The weather was perfect, getting into the high teens at night and hovering in the 30s during the day. Each night it snowed, giving us a beautiful new winter wonderland each morning when we woke up. I got to meet a bunch of Susan’s friends along with her sister, drank too much wine, and had a ball with the dogs frolicking in the snow. It’s a tradition with Susan’s family so chances are I’ll be back again next year, this time equipped with a sled to haul the 22 pounds of wine up the mountain.
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Holy crap. Snow. Looks like [a fun] something from a former life. I can barely relate.
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Looks like a good time. I have to confess though, at this point, I am so damn sick of snow. I want winter to exit stage left pronto! Enough already.
I still have around 6-8 inches of snow on the lawn.
What is that black thing on your(?) hand? Blood blister or burn?
What is Susan’s dogs name? She looks like Stan’s sister.
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Snow is more fun than you remember, Kirsten 🙂
That said, I have none left on my lawn, so there, Drew.
The thing on my hand is a nasty blood blister I got using my coffee maker. Biggest one I’ve ever had.
Susan’s dog’s name is Nori. She’s petite compared to Stan, very slender and elegant in her movements.
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