We spent some time at our condo on Lake Windermere arriving on New Year’s Eve. The complex was crowded with people just waiting for dark so they could celebrate with fireworks. At the Lake, dark in January comes by 5 pm so the kids didn’t have to wait long for their spectacular explosions. New Year’s Day brought with it cold temperatures, -16 C, but many hardy souls were out on the Lake enjoying winter’s best – ice fishing, hockey, skating, cross-country skiing. The day was so dull and lifeless, yet the frozen Lake was alive with activity.
We walked for a little less than 10,000 steps that day and had a magnificient time in the freezing cold.
Staying only a few days, driving home on Highway 93 was a winter wonderland of snow and nature’s beauty. Having driven that highway countless times, this drive was just a little better than most. The sun shone and sparkled on the fresh, glistening snow. I loved the gray, low-lying clouds on the majestic Rocky Mountains the best.
Tons and tons of snow covered the landscape for as far as the eye could see.
Such a wonderful time of the year.