After scoring some sweet high-end, spankin' new snowshoes for a low-end rental price, Mason and I went to the NW 'burbs to try out this strange and unfamiliar snow sport. This was my first foray outdoors after a load of snow was dumped on us and a frighteningly cold, cold snap had lifted.
Felt silly and clumsy and rather pointless at first.
and after jiving about the stupidity of the sport,
it got a little more and more fun, until...
disco.
We quenched our thirsts afterwards in the city at Simon's after getting denied by the long lines at Hopleaf. There I discovered DeKoninck Belgian Ale. That is one delicious beverage.