Frolicking Through Frozen Fall (Penny)

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A caustic chill is brewing in the air. A fortnight ago Dave and I were cruising through our local farmers market in shorts and a tan. We went to sleep one night and awoke in a spectacularly frozen stupor. Wrapped in thermals, gloves, beanies and knee-high waterproof boots, our morning stroll through Central Park has transmuted into an epic battle against the harshest elements.

I think I might be to blame.

After 3 days of roadtripping through frostbitten French Canada, the Miller-King family and I farewelled boring Montreal (with gigantic smiles), lost a passenger (Robot) and inadvertently gained another ... we brought the arctic kiss to NYC, (sorry New Yorkers!). Despite being completely unprepared for Canadian temperatures, the trip was not a complete loss. We ditched Quebec ASAP and headed south where the maple trees were turning for Fall. Adorned with a kaleidoscope of stunning colors almost too surreal for nature, the Adirondack Mountains set our jaws dropping for hours, inviting us to spend a night amidst their magic in Lake George.

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Photos

Danielle, Sam and Robot
Robot is now a permanent resident of Quebec. Poor thing!

Swift Purchase of Canadian-Cold CLothing for the Kids
Sam and Danielle

Buying Fresh Raspberries and Maple Syrup on the Street
Cam, Danielle and Jack

Traditional Quebecan Food: Poutin
Soggy fries coated with cheese and gravy. Eerrkkghhhh.

Walking Sleeping Bags
This is in New York, not Canada!

The SUN!
Heaven in a frozen hell.