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My dad had already earned the sticker proclaiming "This car climbed Mt. Washington" on a previous trip, but he wanted to get back to the top to share the experience with Tuukka the puppy, and myself.
Tuukka had a feeling this was going to be an exciting trip and barked enthusiastically at the booth attendant at the base of the mountain road.
Once the pleasantries were exchanged we were off and up the mountain, traveling on a road that at times could ...
... to my mouth". Still blank. After all that she informs me they've sold out of beanies as it's been a long winter.
The drive to North Conway in the White Mountains continued and we arrived in enough time to explore the surrounding countryside. It's a snow skiing region with slopes everywhere. Sioux had heard of a place called Jackson about 15 miles away so off we went. I started to sing the song 'I'm Going Down to Jackson' but the words came out to the tune ...
... whole thing and did what I would have probably done. She said the heck with it and just got on the bus back to the Inn.
Now as this is my last post I will leave you with some quotes from Kelly that I thought summed it all up. I hope we meet on the slopes again.
Waitress: "Would you like cake with buttercream frosting?"
Kelly: "I'll try anything once."
Me: "Kelly, want is your secret to living to 90?"
Kelly: "Just have to keep ...
... to get to the mountain before the morning crowd. To our surprise, the chair lifts didn't start operating until 9:00 a.m., but no matter -- we sat by the fire pit they have at the base of the mountain and patiently waited. We didn't end up getting on the first chair up the mountain, but we settled for the third.
The two peaks to the far right of the resort were closed on the first day due to ...
... me. Not only because I believe in the mission of Road Scholar and have the privilege of spending my week with riders up to age 90, but because I am sharing this time with my father, 58, who is on his first Road Scholar program.
With the passing of his mother, my grandmother, about two weeks ago, there is no other place that I would rather be than right here with him enjoying a sport he has been a part of for over 40 years. Not only are ...