Sunday, August 12, 2007

Crumpet goes sledding

Baby Crumpets takes us snow sledding in Mount Baker.

Yes, I realize it's the middle of summer (we're in shorts). But Mount Baker is covered in glacier and there is snow & ice all year round.

Certainly was fun to see the amused looks from a Florida family visiting.


Blogger Jim said...

Heh. When I was up at Artist's Point on Saturday, there was what sounded like an Australian family with a collection of three sleds.

Sad part was one of the kids who, through likely well-meaning parents that equate snow with cold, was in a full-body snowsuit. Can you say heat stroke?

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Blogger Ku said...

yeah, it's quite a phenom to have snow & heat

10:18 AM  
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