We arrived Jan. 1 and did a quick 1.5 mile jaunt on a couple of trails near the inn while we waited for the restaurant to open for dinner.
I'll take a brisk day with icicles over the kind of heat we had during that summer 2012 trip, but when we woke up the next morning, it was much colder than brisk and about 4" of snow had fallen, with more on the way. Temps were in the teens, which wasn't too bad if you were out of the wind.
After many years of trying, I have finally convinced Jeff of the utility of things like hats and puffy coats. He borrowed them from me for this hike and is finally willing to consider getting his own. I layered up in my long-sleeved micro-weight Icebreaker merino wool shirt, thrift store long-sleeved button up, and Ghost Whisperer wind anorak and stayed warm enough as long as we kept moving.
We went up one of the hollows but eventually decided to turn back because the trail was in a stream and we didn't want to get soaking wet feet when it was this cold.
Instead, we headed back to the flat trails along the river and went out to a covered bridge built in 1883 on one side of the river and came back to the inn on the other side. Snow was still falling, and we were ready to get back to our warm room, so we hiked fast on the way back.
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