Well this is a little awkward. It’s spring time and I’m about to tell you about a ski trip and below freezing temperatures.

Back in February we planned a weekend getaway.  At Christmas we decided instead of gifts we would plan a ski trip instead! So the weekend before G’s 28th, conveniently also Valentine’s Day weekend, we made our way to North Carolina!

And there might have been a slurpee pit stop on the way.

G found Red Rocker Inn, a bed and breakfast in Black Mountain about 25 minutes outside of Asheville and about an hour outside of Sugar Mountain, where we planned on skiing.

We checked in and had a late lunch at a pizza place in downtown Black Mountain. And then did a little window shopping where I found this strange faux-real animal scene.As luck would have it, the weekend we planned our trip was COLD.  It began to snow on us in Black Mountain and later that evening when we went to dinner in Asheville. 

Speaking of Asheville, we passed the cutest chocolate shop, French Broad Chocolates, on our way in to town, so we knew we wanted to have Valentines dessert there after dinner at Tupelo Honey Cafe.  Little did we know that French Broad Chocolates Google map location was pointing us to their old location, so after 15 minutes of walking in the FAH-REEEEZING wind, we were able to find the address to their new location.

And finally we made it.

And approximately two minutes after we snapped that picture, G remembered he left his wallet in the car. Now most people would give up at this point and just decide to go home. Not us. So backkkk to the parking deck we went to retrieve the wallet and then back to French Broad so we could satisfy our sweet tooth.  The salted caramel hot chocolate taste was worth every step of our trek around Asheville and the temperature of the drink made me forget about the wind that had made my face gone numb.

Speaking of faces feeling numb, when we woke up the next morning I decided to check the forecast for the day.  Do you see that feels like temperature? NEGATIVE 28 DEGREES. And the high for our afternoon skiing adventure? 13 degrees.

Picture me crying and not wanting to move from the bed.

But move from the bed we did!  I think I had abuot four layers but even with that this is about how we felt.

This was G’s first adventure on skis and he did well after getting in a few practice runs!

The sun was out all afternoon as were the Valentine/President’s Day weekend crowds.
And by afternoon time, even my iPhone was confused about what to do with such cold weather.

It was a fun day of trying something new with G!The next morning we woke up to our second morning of buffet-style homemade breakfast by the innkeepers at Red Rocker.  Normally I’m one to enjoy a few extra minutes in bed, but I was eager to get to the dining room and snag a table so we could enjoy breakfast fireside.  Both morning breakfast selections were SOOO good as you can tell by my full plate.  

Mmm, Red Rocker.  I miss you.

Thanks, G, for a memorable weekend!