I met with the others and we all and bundled into Bill's car, heading up to the mountains, where plenty of other folk had apparently thought of the same plan as us. But it was so windy, bringing the temperatures down low enough that we were chilly as soon as we stepped from the car. We hiked through a small poplar glade which was protected from the gales.
We drove to Skyland where we enjoyed a late lunch and beers, the delicious scent of wood burning in a fireplace drifting across to us in the parking lot, and enticing us inside a little quicker. It also reminded me that I need to order my own firewood soon and clear the patio so I can stack it.