Day 1123: Snow fizzle

Blizzard Juno was a bust.  A couple feet fell in Boston, but only a few inches in New York.  Fortunately, the city was cautious and no one was hurt.  Predictions were overblown again.

We went to Buffalo today for a few hours, but I still managed to get four hours in on the book.  I was working on the story of Questy Dibble, how a little brown dog was adopted by a hundred backpackers and went to live with the "goofy guy" and his beautiful wife.  I also told the story of the mother fox who terrified us by screaming warnings to her babies.  Wow! That was quite a night.

My hike group in May 2014 just before we enter the cow tunnel.

I'm not with them cause I'm the photographer.  In fact, I am often away taking care of other tasks for the whole expedition rather than tending to my own group.  That's why we thought this was the year to relinquish my role.  What shall we do this year without Jackie as a hike group leader?  Should we replace two people in the same year?  Mark would be the best choice, but his job is so demanding and his wife is ill.  Chris is next senior, but he doesn't like to be in charge, especially in the evening.  Robert has the personality, but he only has three years of experience.  Kevin could do it, but he's injured and may not go at all.  Our twenty somethings are very skilled, but do they have the judgement necessary?  Lots of thinking to do!