No Hibernating in Wayne, Maine

This past weekend I headed down east to Wayne, ME, which is about 2 1/2 hours from home, to visit some family friends to "re-TREAT" and renew. I packed my Atlas Elektra snow shoes, Vasque Velocities, and my cross-country skis but ended up going for a hilly power walk instead in the negative 4 degree morning! The hike up Morrison Heights granted amazing views of frozen lakes drawn upon by snow mobile tracks, ice-fishing huts and deer tracks.

A Sunday snow storm delivered about 14 inches of the white fluffy stuff and I was gladly snowed in—a happy camper— in the only red house in town! Other highlights, in addition to warm company (S & Z), were the Wayne General Store's white ricotta pizza, friendly waving locals and pets, Stella & Nicholas.
(My sketch of Stella is to the left.)