During breakfast, we decide whether or not to go skiing. Bowling is offered as an alternative, but for all we know, the closest lanes may be in Ashland, a half hour drive from our weekend retreat. Even though weather conditions are blustery and below zero, the presence of a bright sun in a clear blue sky is enough to convince us to go cross-country skiing. Great choice. We ski a very easy lap at Mt. Ashwabay. JoAnna and I take a scenic, more intermediate route on the return trip to the chalet. I feel so exhilarated by the 10K loop that I'm ready to hit the trail again. But I control my urge to overexercise. Back in Bayfield, we eat midafternoon lunch at the New Mariner -- Italian is their specialty -- after which couples retreat to their respective rooms for an afternoon of privacy. JoAnna and I soak in the whirlpool and then make love.
Dinner is a nearly 3-hour, 5-course affair at the house. We adjourn to Barb and Chuck's room for cards and talk. We're a tired crew, and the gathering is a relatively brief one.
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