Sophie and I went out at the height of the blizzard this morning – two hearty souls going for a ride out in the snow. Well, Sophie got to ride, Dad just got to pull. We saw three people out there, and two were out with their dogs, so they weren’t out by choice. The third had a couple cups of Dunkin Donuts, so I’ll bet he wasn’t out by choice either.
We started down by Main Street, and walked all the way to the Monument, and Sophie was a trooper.
Once we got to the top, though, it got a little tough. The wind really picked up by the Monument, and we had to turn around and head back home.
Sophie tried her best to stick it out, but once the wind whipped for a few minutes, she had enough. Of course, the walk home was not fun, since she pretty quickly went from being uncomfortable to downright upset.
But, we made it back, and just like all big adventures, it will grow until it becomes a quest that approaches the achievments of Edmund Hillary.