Back when H was little and gas prices were cheaper we used to like to go on an adventure whenever we had a free Sunday. We would pick a destination and head out early. Sometimes we would go to a not so local attraction like the Polar Caves or maybe we’d go to the Ruggles Mine or maybe just to a see how cheese or ice cream is made. We’d stop along the way and see whatever was of interest.
Yesterday we decided to head out to western MA and see maple syrup being made. Evidently a couple of hundred of our New England/New York neighbors decided to do the same thing. The wait for the restaurant was 2 hours! We only spent a short time looking at the maple syrup production and the equipment. We made a quick trip through the gift shop being sure to get a cone of maple soft serve before continuing on our way.
As lunch time approached we remembered a little family restaurant we had visited a few times years ago and we headed there for something to eat. The food was as we remembered, tasty and cheap. By then it was time to head for home. Along the way we saw snow still over a foot deep in the mountains and ski slopes with almost no snow at all. It was a fun way to spend the day.