
Greg and I went to New Hampshire for the weekend. We went cross country skiing and stayed at a Bed & Breakfast. I'd been cross country skiing once before, about two years ago when I visited my friend Anna in Finland. This time, I took a lesson, which made a huge difference. Pretty quickly, we moved from the green trails (easy) to the blue trails (more difficult).

Here I come...


Crash!

Luckily, we went over the process of getting up from a fall in the lesson. First, get your skis in the air so you can untangle your feet.






And I'm back up. Even with the fall, I had a really fun time. Greg, too.



This Snow Coach brings people up to the top of Mt. Washington when it's snowy. You can also hike up like Greg and I did. Mt. Washington is known for having the worst weather in the world.


Below, that tree is growing out of the rock.


This time I didn't fall; I just wanted to cool off.

Most of the snow in Boston was melted by this point in the season, but further north and at higher elevation, there was still plenty of snow. We even had light snowfall on our second day out.

The snow was incredibly fluffy and light. We had an awesome time.

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