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... American gps lady, didn't take us by the most direct route and took us through the back roads but it gave us an opportunity to see Connecticut, Maine and New Hampshire that you just don't see see from a highway. There is still a lot of snow in the countryside completely surrounding the houses and on the roofs. Just like in the postcards. We also needed a restroom stop and Rosie happened to find this little diner called Scoops (a name that will become obvious in a minute). As ...
... 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 ...
... have to keep your eyes open for.
Today I used an app on my phone that uses GPS to track where you skied on the mountain, how far you traveled and what your top speed was. Today we traveled a distance of 31 miles (including chair lift rides) and my speed topped out at 52.7 miles per hour.
We skied until about 12:45 p.m. as the groomed snow had been skied off and was now pretty scratchy, ...
... 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 ...
... even before we have crossed the underpass and reached the start of the trails. I appear to have an inability to cycle in a straight line. And to stop. And to change gear.
Soon, however, I am happily careering down a hill, legs akimbo, not care in the world. And then we hit another hill. This one goes up. Despite Mr Fletche shouting “first gear, first gear” I have reached a standstill and am in ...