Last week I was going through the mail and just as I was about to toss the latest RailRiders catalogue into the recycle bag, look what jumped out at me. This (see right) is a picture of Henry and I on our epic adventure last March. We went snowshoeing in the Alps with Wilderness Travel. What a great trip it was.
It's frankly pretty hard to believe that a whole year has gone by since that trip. No wonder I'm itching to be planning something else. So itching that I think I've gotten myself in kind of a stale rut. Just one month after being in El Salvador with my fellow Habitat cult members (see my previous blog post on this subject), I'm already wishing on a Spring jaunt of some kind, a summer idyll, a Fall adventure.
Most of the major trip possibilities are dependent on Henry and his school adventures. If, for example, we go to Jerusalem on an archeological dig with UNC Charlotte at the end of June, we won't go on a Wilderness Travel hike in Europe. And, Fall looks like the University of Aberdeen for some concentrated study for Henry with our Professor friends there. Of course, I will tag along for a Scotland adventure.
Short jaunts are also planned to a couple of Tiger games in Detroit, and I'll take a ride up to Traverse City in June to help celebrate my sister's retirement from the daily insurance grind. All of this sounds well enough, but as I sit here looking at the very late winter snow storm (a few inches of snow is indeed a storm here in the NC mountains), I am wishing mightily to nail some of this down. Maybe I need to put on my snowmobile bibs and take a walk...
It's frankly pretty hard to believe that a whole year has gone by since that trip. No wonder I'm itching to be planning something else. So itching that I think I've gotten myself in kind of a stale rut. Just one month after being in El Salvador with my fellow Habitat cult members (see my previous blog post on this subject), I'm already wishing on a Spring jaunt of some kind, a summer idyll, a Fall adventure.
Most of the major trip possibilities are dependent on Henry and his school adventures. If, for example, we go to Jerusalem on an archeological dig with UNC Charlotte at the end of June, we won't go on a Wilderness Travel hike in Europe. And, Fall looks like the University of Aberdeen for some concentrated study for Henry with our Professor friends there. Of course, I will tag along for a Scotland adventure.
Short jaunts are also planned to a couple of Tiger games in Detroit, and I'll take a ride up to Traverse City in June to help celebrate my sister's retirement from the daily insurance grind. All of this sounds well enough, but as I sit here looking at the very late winter snow storm (a few inches of snow is indeed a storm here in the NC mountains), I am wishing mightily to nail some of this down. Maybe I need to put on my snowmobile bibs and take a walk...