
Victim #1: Snowshoeing.
I wanted to be out of the house on Saturday so I couldn't dwell on my cats' demise. So we rented snowshoes at REI and headed up to Snoqualamie Pass. (That's me with our silly golden retriever.)
Let's just say I know what I'm asking Santa (aka my mother-in-law) for this Christmas.
Fun, fun, fun.
Oh, and it's true what they say: If you can walk, you can snowshoe. Plus, it's kind of cool (in a "oh, I stood up too fast" kind of way) that when you take off your snowshoes after tromping around for a few hours, the loss of that extra foot weight make you feel like you're walking on air.
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