Today we drove over a snowy mountain pass – a precursor to what is coming our way . . .
We had to make a run for it – over a mountain pass that is the highest in this range – and which by tomorrow night is supposed to get a “Historic” snow storm.
Over the river and through the woods . . .
. . . to Grandmothers House We Go . . .
We have food and I have the spy radio set up – we are living a little “Holiday Intrigue” . . .