Last winter my husband rather wistfully said he wished he could play in the snow on his birthday (in July). Circumstances beyond our control prevented us from celebating on the day, so I took a day off work yesterday. I refused to tell him what we were doing for the day. I programmed our destination (Mt Rainier) into the GPS and he drove by the directions. It was particularly fun as he began to guess where he thought we might stop. ("Are we going to ________?") He guessed about two hours into the drive (when we saw the first Mt Rainier 23 miles sign).
Shortly after that we saw a long row of cabooses. Of course we stopped.
It was a hotel! The Hobo Inn in Elbe, WA. Sleep in a caboose. What an idea!
I took pictures. That's when we learned a nearby steam train took trips on Thursday - Sunday. (It wasn't running on his birthday. Hooray for circumstances!)
We still went up the mountain. Eric got snow for his birthday.
Then we hurried back to the train (made it with seconds to spare!). Eric had a lot of fun.
And I got to take some good pictures.
All in all, a fun day for everyone.
