Day 4 dawned cold and windy, temperature 29 degrees. So of course we decided to visit the highest peak in Massachusetts where it’s 10 degrees colder at the top.
We stopped at the visitors center first, to get the lay of the land.
And there were some pretty nice views already.
We found Smokey the bear.
Slacking as usual.
And some disturbing nature displays with dive bombing dead owls….
As well as seriously angry squirrels.
There was also something near and dear to my heart…
But this was our destination….
3,491 feet up to the top of Mount Greylock and the soldiers memorial tower.
Since it was 29 degrees and windy as hell, we elected to drive not climb.
Stopping along the way to take pictures like the tourists we were.
And the vistas were worth fighting the bitter wind.
But not talking to other tourists as the husband always does.
This is the part where I ditch him and scramble back to the warm car….
Farther up the road we encountered a section of rock with water running out it’s side.
What is it about water? You’d think we’d never seen it before and are required to jump out and gawk at the miracle.
Which made others do the same.
Without further ado, I give you…. WATER!
Behold the wonder.
And if you think it wasn’t cold up there?
Trust me, it was.
More photo ops.
That’s the town of North Adams down below.
And then finally, in the
so friggin’ cold I thought my lips would fall off wind, we saw the top.
To be continued…
But you knew that, right?