Our month of December was very full as usual and we had the additional joy of having the Smoldon family come up from Sacramento for the family weekend in Leavenworth. For the past several years Mary and Phil have hosted us, as many of the family that could make it, for “Mary’s Little Christmas” at their homes. in addition to tree decorating, cookie decorating contests, Christmas carol singing, and wonderful meals shared together, we had other activities to enjoy.
There is the annual tree lighting event that lights up the entire town.
There is Father Christmas who rides in the horse drawn carriage down Main to greet the children and hand out golden pears.
Some years we have a lot of snow, some we have a little snow, and some we do not have snow. We had just a dusting of it as we were all preparing to drive home on the last day. Four year old Andre wasn’t quite sure what to make of it, but loved it once he started playing in it.
And who needs snow to enjoy a playground?
We took walks around town to enjoy the festive feel of the season.
And my favorite…
As usual we all had a fun and warm time together. The following weekend we would be having fun with friends for our annual Rainbow Rider Christmas Weekend. We have gathered for this weekend for at least 12-15 years, and for the past 6-8 it has been on Whidbey Island at Fort Casey. We rent a few of the military houses and have a grand time together.
This year we took a different route for our ride which involved catching the ferry to Port Townsend. We cycled on the Larry Scott Trail which connects to the Olympic Discovery Trail.
Through town, under tunnels and back to the ferry for our return trip and more Christmas celebrating.
Christmas Eve found us at Jenny’s for the family gathering and gift exchange where I did not take photos this year!
And then there was my December Bicycle Ride & Seek Challenge…
One more ‘celebration’ that I had was our November Ride in the Rain team hosted by Dan and Elaine for dinner.
One more photo for this month is one very dear to my heart. My nephew posted a photo of his PopPop (my Dad) taken on Samso Island, Denmark — my Dad’s birthplace and home as a young man. He was 67 years old when this photo was taken, and I am happy to be carrying on his legacy. I was riding with him that day and I do recall thinking how great it was that he was cycling at his age (funny to me now as I continue biking at 10 years older than he was here). I will miss him every day of my life.