Category: Beatrice

1.44 All Roads Lead To Rome

Sarah and Laney (and the boys) were sitting outside on the veranda sipping coffee when we returned. The three of us (and an amused plus two) headed straight into the dining room to snag our favorite flavor of danish before the breakfast bar closed. …

1.43 Dueling Conversations

(I make rectangular scones with bacon in the batter – when I make them.) Fortunately Wood and Beatrice didn’t require any conversational contributions from me when we left the Ranger Station. The Pink Lady is a Woman In White. Beatrice (holding the maps against…

1.42 Ranger Lade’s Pet Peeve

Ranger Lade did not appear to appreciate the interruption (which was a bit rich since I’d bet my eye teeth he’d been eavesdropping). With an eye roll, “Urban legend.” Beatrice looked up from her maps, cocking her head to one side, “Pink Lady? Worried…

1.41 Ranger Can You Spare A Map?

The manager, deciding we’d lingered at the front desk too long talking to Sam, swung by to make sure everything was copasetic (the way Sam clammed up, perhaps making sure he wasn’t telling inappropriate tales?). Not wanting to get him in hot water, Wood…

Socked In

So this was the view of the lake at Noon-ish…

Rose Gold

No need of rose colored glasses this evening! The sunset over the water was spectacular. Tomorrow, hopefully, I’ll tackle Pumpkin Mountain on my own.

1.38 The Dog House

Wood: “Seriously what were you thinking?”  Me (breathing better now): “Trying to meet you…see the top.” Right then my stomach, feeling an ally near, decided to let loose a loud protest of its own. The traitor.  Wood: “Have you eaten?” Me (trying not to look shifty): “Breakfast.” Wood…