Rather than let a little thing like winter slow us down, we took the opportunity to head north, driving eight hours to the White Mountains of New Hampshire for a week of snowshoeing. We had limited internet, but plenty of cold and now that we’re home, I’ll try to put together a few posts about the week. In the meantime, here are a few teasers.
And the balaclava (wind chills hovering around 40 degrees below zero at the treeline on Mt. Washington).