Just a few more things about the new design. Every week I believe I shall change the icon in the upper left hand corner of the screen to just whatever pops into my head at the time. I also should note that this design was optimized for Internet Explorer 4 and above, but it should still run fine with Netscape. So what happened this weekend in my life. We ended up leaving Ottawa at 16:00 on Friday instead of 23:00, so we hoped to not get in too late. Instead, because of the many moose on the roads we were seriously delayed. We were the first car upon an accident in Maine where a Mother and her two little children had veered off the road to avoid hitting a moose and absolutely demolished their vehicle. It was a miracle, but none of them were injured, although absolutely terrified. The two little girls were strapped into car seats in the back seat and I have no doubt as to what would have happened were they not. The car dropped off a ten foot embankment and bounced off three trees and a telephone pole before coming to rest. We stayed around for the State Troopers and tow trucks and were held up for two hours. This was one time when the cell phone came in very handy. 🙂 As for the hiking at Katahdin, it was absolutely awesome. After getting in at 01:00 on Saturday morning, we woke at 04:30 and headed north to the mountain. While it was over 20 degrees at the bottom of the hill and sunny, at the top the wind was absolutely howling, well below zero with the wind shield factor, and we were getting covered in ice pellets while huddling down beneath the rock overhangs. Shorts and t-shirts were the clothes of the day, but I realized I was seriously underdressed as the temperature fell with the altitude and I began passing hikers completely bundled in toques, long woolen pants, gortex jackets, mitts and backpacks. If you’re afraid of heights, the trail called the KnifeEdge at 1.1 miles in length, ten feet (at most) in width, and over 4000 foot drops on either side of you, was probably not the best trail for you to take. Or, if you don’t like pulling yourself up by hands and fingertips over over-hangs and massive boulders, while ascending a rock face trail littered in snow patches and ice and bordered by drop-offs, then the Cathedral Ridge was definately not the way to the top for you. Regardless, the view from the top, when the clouds beneath and around you were temporarily blown off, was spectacular. Smile.