Rather than having an extravagant Valentine's Day, Seth and I had a delayed couple's trip at the end of February. We stayed in Grandma and Grandpa Hendricks' cabin again and went cross-country skiing at Harriman.
We found out that a race was being held at the state park the day we happened to be there, so we tried staying clear of it by going around the Silver Lake loop. Unfortunately, we discovered that the trail isn't groomed, and the recent thaw and freeze had made most of the trail risky at best.
After Seth fell for the seventh time (Andrea fell twice), we decided to take off the skis.
This is how we made it around the west side of Silver Lake. What a manly man, carrying two pairs of skis.
Couple selfie.
After clearing the lake and making it back onto groomed trails, we joined the race just in time to cross the finish line. We thought we could skirt around it, but that wasn't a possibility as the trail funneled everyone to the cow bell-ringing crowd.
Skiing only lasted for the first half of the day, so we went back to the cabin, watched a movie, took a nap (me), played games (Seth while I napped), watched another movie, ate dinner and went to bed. Pretty awesome stuff.
We packed everything up the following morning and arrived at our church back in I.F. in time for stake conference. Our parents had taken turns watching the girls while we were away, and Grandma Susan and Grandpa Dennis got all the girls ready Sunday morning and met us in the chapel.