2 days after Atlanta's great snow storm, we were finally able to make it up North to see our boat. Many of the roads we take to get to Ariel were too treacherous to go any sooner as demonstrated by the 13 different crashed cars we counted on the way up to the boat.
We were greeted by snow and ice covered docks.
Poor Ariel was covered in snow and ice.
Expecting our teeth to chatter as we stepped inside, we were pleasantly surprised to read 50 degrees on the thermostat inside.
We fired up our heaters and continued to work on the composting head. :)
We told Ariel that this would be her last full winter in a cold climate as long as we owned her. She was happy to hear this.