The Journey Ends - Part Two
So we are back in PA, but I wanted to complete the tale.
So on Sunday we headed back to Cranmore. It was a beautiful day honestly. We first drove up to a scenic vista to get some pictures of Mt. Washington. We then stopped by the little coffeeshop called Frontside Cafe and the Eastern Slope Inn. We got some incredible breakfast, especially the bannana cardamom bread. Wow!
The conditions at Cranmore were nice... packed powder. Not as good as powder, but still good. Not all the trails were open and some were pretty icy. Skiing was pretty normal.
Then, coming down one of the main blue trails I saw Fran disappear into a cloud of snow. As I got closer I saw him making his way next to a young boy that was injured pretty badly. My first thought was it was a collision but I later found that Fran, in an effort to stop as quickly as possible to help the young boy had wrecked himself. I showed up on the scene and then Jaime. Jaime went to work evaluating the situation determining which limb was injured. She quickly discovered it was his left leg and that he heard a "snap". Another man on the scene was someone "responsible" for him and seemed pretty distressed. We found out that it was the boy's last run of the day. Soon the ski patrol showed up and Jaime worked with them to get the child off in the sled and off the slopes. I volunteered to take his skis down and Jaime his poles. I think he'll be fine. He was scared at first but we saw a smile or two later.
Then we decided it was break time. So we went into the ski shop so Fran and Tanyan could purchase some turtle fur. We were prompted quickly to fill out a survey. So we did and we requested more blue trails lit for night skiing. We got a free hot chocolate from this so with our turtle furs and hot cocoa passes we headed to the lodge.
In the lodge we watched an excellent blues band. I forget their names but they were pretty good. I'll try to post some pictures. You know, I may be mixing up days here. Oh well.
After Sunday's skiing we headed back to the hostel to get cleaned up and to find where we would meet Tanyan's Aunt Eileen. She lives in Barrington with "Bob"... I supposed that he's an uncle-in-law. We finally decided on a place IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE! Actually it was The Sawmill Restaurant in West Newfield, Maine. This place had pretty good food actually but the atmosphere and service was marginal. I had ordered Chicken Delgado and Jaime ordered baked stuffed haddock. We wound up switching meals. Fran ordered baked haddock and once again didn't eat much, his stomach still upset.
We chatted with Aunt Eileen and Uncle Bob for sometime. It was a bit awkward chatting with someone else's family, but we managed to make it go.
So afterwards we drove back the hostel (about 45 minutes away or so) and got ready for bed. This night we decided to share our room with Fran and Tanyan. That was kind fun, we watched The Princess Bride and fell asleep in the bunk beds. This was good because our room was quite a bit warmer than theirs so it was more comfortable.
So, we woke up fairly early, packed and headed back to Peaches. This place just rocks! Fran was getting his appetite back so he ordered the Apple Butterscotch Pancakes. Jaime ordered the same thing. They were excellent. Everything was top notch, service, atmosphere, food. The temperature could have been warmer inside, but it was 5 degrees outside. Some how Tanyan and I sat across from each other at the table and Fran and I next to each other. This was something new, and we decided, hey... why not? We quickly discovered that this arrangment confuses wait staff. Fran had ordered the exact same meal as Jaime, but his did not come out very quick. So the waitress brought a plate for them to share. Ah, perception. Oh well... it was fun anyway. I'll try to write again about the trip home!
So on Sunday we headed back to Cranmore. It was a beautiful day honestly. We first drove up to a scenic vista to get some pictures of Mt. Washington. We then stopped by the little coffeeshop called Frontside Cafe and the Eastern Slope Inn. We got some incredible breakfast, especially the bannana cardamom bread. Wow!
The conditions at Cranmore were nice... packed powder. Not as good as powder, but still good. Not all the trails were open and some were pretty icy. Skiing was pretty normal.
Then, coming down one of the main blue trails I saw Fran disappear into a cloud of snow. As I got closer I saw him making his way next to a young boy that was injured pretty badly. My first thought was it was a collision but I later found that Fran, in an effort to stop as quickly as possible to help the young boy had wrecked himself. I showed up on the scene and then Jaime. Jaime went to work evaluating the situation determining which limb was injured. She quickly discovered it was his left leg and that he heard a "snap". Another man on the scene was someone "responsible" for him and seemed pretty distressed. We found out that it was the boy's last run of the day. Soon the ski patrol showed up and Jaime worked with them to get the child off in the sled and off the slopes. I volunteered to take his skis down and Jaime his poles. I think he'll be fine. He was scared at first but we saw a smile or two later.
Then we decided it was break time. So we went into the ski shop so Fran and Tanyan could purchase some turtle fur. We were prompted quickly to fill out a survey. So we did and we requested more blue trails lit for night skiing. We got a free hot chocolate from this so with our turtle furs and hot cocoa passes we headed to the lodge.
In the lodge we watched an excellent blues band. I forget their names but they were pretty good. I'll try to post some pictures. You know, I may be mixing up days here. Oh well.
After Sunday's skiing we headed back to the hostel to get cleaned up and to find where we would meet Tanyan's Aunt Eileen. She lives in Barrington with "Bob"... I supposed that he's an uncle-in-law. We finally decided on a place IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE! Actually it was The Sawmill Restaurant in West Newfield, Maine. This place had pretty good food actually but the atmosphere and service was marginal. I had ordered Chicken Delgado and Jaime ordered baked stuffed haddock. We wound up switching meals. Fran ordered baked haddock and once again didn't eat much, his stomach still upset.
We chatted with Aunt Eileen and Uncle Bob for sometime. It was a bit awkward chatting with someone else's family, but we managed to make it go.
So afterwards we drove back the hostel (about 45 minutes away or so) and got ready for bed. This night we decided to share our room with Fran and Tanyan. That was kind fun, we watched The Princess Bride and fell asleep in the bunk beds. This was good because our room was quite a bit warmer than theirs so it was more comfortable.
So, we woke up fairly early, packed and headed back to Peaches. This place just rocks! Fran was getting his appetite back so he ordered the Apple Butterscotch Pancakes. Jaime ordered the same thing. They were excellent. Everything was top notch, service, atmosphere, food. The temperature could have been warmer inside, but it was 5 degrees outside. Some how Tanyan and I sat across from each other at the table and Fran and I next to each other. This was something new, and we decided, hey... why not? We quickly discovered that this arrangment confuses wait staff. Fran had ordered the exact same meal as Jaime, but his did not come out very quick. So the waitress brought a plate for them to share. Ah, perception. Oh well... it was fun anyway. I'll try to write again about the trip home!
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