White-Knuckling It To the ‘Daks

We went to the Adirondacks Friday– Tupper Lake, to be exact. It was beautiful. What I could see of it, that is. Because the weather was horrible on the way there– frozen icy spittle from the sky, with trios of snowplows lumbering over the highways. The ride up was a little hair-raising.

We loved our visit. I’ll have more on that later. I admit I was feeling trepidation about the ride home. The roads were clear by late afternoon, though. *sigh of relief*