We woke this morning to the mercury hovering around 23 in its frosy, glass tube. “Let’s go for a hike,” we thought. Duh. What else do you think when it’s 23 degrees and snowy outside?
And so we dug out and layered up with long johns, fleece, buff, coats and boots, and took Gil out for a ride in the chilly Westchester air.
Thanks to Bevin for the great suggestion of the Cranberry Lake Preserve. We stopped in at their Nature Center where the ranger made a few notes to our hike plan, and then we were off.
Though the weather was windy, we were well-prepared and actually grew toasty warm once we got moving. The three mile hike was a snowy wonderland. About 6″ of snow and ice blanketed the trail, giving us a beautiful winter wonderland to explore. Though the trail was well-blazed with orange, purple, blue and red — we found the rabbit and deer-print blazes even more noticable. Yet despite the plentiful snowy prints, the only wildlife we spotted were two hungry woodpeckers knocking for snacks.
Two and a half hours later, we picked up Gil and found a Little Spot in Westchester to replenish our calories with onion rings, hot dogs and a hamburger “wedge.” (Note: for all you non-New Yorkers, what we called a “grinder” in MA and a “Sub” in NC, they call a “Wedge” in Westchester — who knew.)
Saturday’s going well – Conrad has a little undisclosed location for tonight – this weekend just keeps getting better and better 
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