On Friday afternoon I headed out for a fun weekend at Graves Mountain Lodge with L-B, Alice, Julie, Laura, and Lucy (not my kitty Lucy, a human Lucy!). Here’s my co-pilot, ready to go:
She was a great navigator, keeping me on the right road.
After a two-hour drive, the mountains came into view:
Immediately after checking in to our cabin, I unpacked the necessities.
Dinner Friday night included the infamous rainbow trout.
Laura obligingly held up one bony little trout for its photo op:
Saturday morning, I stopped to appreciate the view from the lodge:
Saturday afternoon, we went on a trip out to Kid Hollow Farm. Pat greeted us and we descended upon her shop on the farm with glad cries. (I’ll show you some of the yummy things I got tomorrow.)
Pat also introduced us to some of her animals.
The goats were wondering who these crazy women were.
This handsome boy is Otto:
Otto is a Karakachan, a Bulgarian Shepherd dog and he was simply the sweetest dog I’ve ever had the pleasure to meet. L-B was trying to figure out how to dognap him, I think, but he was a little too big to hide under one’s coat.
We also met two sweet, gentle alpacas. One chocolate:
And one vanilla:
They were very friendly and ate from our hands.
Because it was getting late, we regretfully said goodbye to all the animals and headed back to Graves Mountain. The foliage in the late afternoon sun was amazing:
Saturday night we went on a hayride and had a bonfire.
I believe L-B did her fire-dance but I did not photograph it. Probably just as well.
And today, I came home to this: