Headed to The Canadian Border

So, it's December 15th, and we finally decide to brave the weather and head north to the border.

It's foggy with dry, blowing snow.  It's only 70 miles to the border, but we've got Big Bertha (the monster sleeping bag) in the back seat, I always take enough snacks to keep a small army happy, a thermos of hot water for hot tea (to keep ME happy), and bottles of water.  Larry gave us a roadside emergency flasher before we left Texas, so we figure we're good even if we go off the road.

Occasionally there are isolated homesteads...

ancient cemeteries ...

and scenery that is worthy of the name, Frozen North.  This won't thaw out until Spring. (Brrrrr !!)

Beautiful!