The Feel Of Fall

So Bob and I took a Road Trip.
Up north to New Hampshire.

To check on our high school gal pal Sharon.

We had been hearing reports of truly disturbing levels of fun.
Our verdict: These reports are true!

We also wanted to see how far the fall foliage season had progressed.
October is the big month in New England for leaf peeping.

There were some impressive reds around.

(Can anyone identify these flowers? We had a senior moment!)

But peak color is still several weeks away.

We were supposed to climb Mount Monadnock over the weekend.

But that project had to be delayed.
Due to technical difficulties involving joints.
(And I don’t mean the Evil Weed.)

Nevertheless, we are resolved to conquer the mountain!

Sharon had three dinner invites in the time it took us to circumambulate Granite Lake.
I mean, the woman is dialed in!

(Of course, we strapped on the feedbag.)

We also enjoyed a lovely pontoon boat ride courtesy of some of Sharon’s many friends.

Hot cider and rum, baby!

(I am protecting the liquor.)

We did manage to do some hiking.
This is the Meander Path.

We were not consumed by bears.



Some of Sharon’s neighbors refer to me as Pink Jim.
(I have no idea where they have gotten this sobriquet.)

But I want to stress that I am totally American.

As these photos so readily attest.

Needless to say, we had a fab time before we headed south.

We went back home knowing that Sharon is in very good hands.

Our only question: Will she survive Laketoberfest?