2002

February 9-11 Mardi Gras in New Orleans

Dorothy and I joined Pinky and her daughter Anne for a weekend at Mardi Gras.  Pinky, a 30-year resident of New Orleans, was the perfect hostess.  Forget traveling on the main streets - there was always a "secret way" or, on one occasion, a "Super Secret Way" to beat the hoards of traffic. But it still takes luck to get a parking place 2 blocks from one of the largest parades.

Pinky and Dorothy in the French Quarter.   The French Quarter, during Mardi Gras, is everything you may have heard it to be, and then some.  But the more outrageous activities are more/less confined to the Bourbon Street area; many areas of the Quarter are fairly quiet.

Shown below are Pinky and I at one of the many parades, this one held during the day.

Our crew for the evening - Tanya (Anne's friend), Pinky, Anne (Pinky's daughter), Dorothy.  This was taken just before the start of one of the major parades Sunday evening, headed by Nicholas Cage.

Dorothy's Beads - 

September - Milbrook

Although we had planned on doing the Webster Cliff Trail in Crawford Notch, my knee was not up to the task.  The day was gorgeous, however, so Steve McClure, Janel and her son, and I went kayaking on the Saco. Dinner that night was at Janel and Alex's house, with Tim and Donna  joining us.

Janel and Steve on the Saco