Monday, January 17, 2011

New Years Tradition

I don't know how many times you have to do something in order for it to become a true tradition. I'm sure it is at least once, and then some forward-thinker must say something like, "I declare such activity tradition from this day forward." If this is the case, hiking to the top of the Superstitions is a genuine tradition, repeated for at least twelve years. This year was the coldest year we have hiked it. I could practically SEE MY BREATH! Really, it was 20 degrees, which is cold for me. (note the initials on my gloves. My mom taught me how to protect my property)









1 comment:

Four Buttons said...

WOW. Nate and I need to go climb that again, soon, it's amazing with all the ice! There wasn't any of that when we went in Nov. Looked like it was a freezing cold blast :)