Okay, so the picture isn't recent, but I got to see some of our old photos for the first time in many years and I absolutely love them.
It's been colder up there on other trips, but it's been years since I've seen so much snow up there in December. Eight inches of the big, wet, fluffy flakes kept us in the house Christmas day, postponing our gathering. It snowed about sixteen, or more, inches while we were there. When we left, they had about two and a half feet of snow on the ground.
Quite the winter wonderland. But as beautiful as it is, it has a tendency to hinder travel. So we broke out alternate modes of transportation.
I'm not overly fond of that cold white stuff, which is why I moved south, but I wouldn't trade that trip for anything. In fact, I'd do it all over again...for love of my family.