It’s Saturday and we are ready ride some snowmobiles…but first it was breakfast at the Old European Breakfast House! That place was AH-MAZING! Really great food with tons of choices! I ended up getting some pancake balls filled with blueberries, huckleberries (which are native to Spokane) and sausage with havarti cheese. Margaret got a strawberry stuffed waffle. So good, I definitely recommend it!
It was about a four hour drive to Mountain Ridge Lodge for snowmobiling. On the way, we were traveling through mountains and stopped for some pictures of the scenery. It was just beautiful, even though it was raining.
We arrived at Mountain Ridge Lodge and we were ready! …..Then we got the waiver. Basically, you had to sign saying that they were not responsible for anything broken, including yourself. It was very intimidating and made us both a little nervous. We also bought the $10 insurance coverage, because apparently nothing on the snowmobile is less than $10 if you break it (including the tail lights). We then got fitted for our gear. Who would have known that onesies were coming back into style!
I kind of felt like that kid from A Christmas Story that was so bundled up that he couldn’t put his arms down! We were then given gloves, helmets, boots and goggles for me since my head was too small for the helmets that had shields on them.
All bundled up, we had our guide, Jack, take our photo!
Jack gave us a one minute introduction to our sleds and we were on our way! Snowmobiling is the BEST! We took a trail up the mountain. It was a little scary in some places since the turns were pretty sharp and the banking was steep, but we made it to the top and stopped for the view. Breathtaking.
You could see for miles! It was so peaceful out there, just the three of us out in the middle of a mountain, no noises except for us. After a few more photos ops, we were back on our sleds. Wait, Margaret’s sled stopped working! It kept stalling, so Jack finally got hers to work and ended up riding it back while she rode his. Whew, a close call.
We were hoping that we were going to be allowed to really open the snowmobiles up and gun it, but since we were on this windy trail, it was a little difficult. As soon as we got to a straight away, we gunned them! We only got up to about 35 miles/hour, but still, it was a thrill!
Snowmobiling was definitely the best thing that we have done in a really long time! It was so much fun! We were all smiles afterwards.
On our way back to Leavenworth, we stopped at a random store in the middle of nowhere on the mountain. It was called The Alp’s. Holy crap! We walked inside and there was so much stuff! Sauces stacked high on the walls, candy filled the center of the store, and fudge lined the back wall! We must have spent at least an hour wandering through the store checking out all it had to offer. There was mustards, pickles, BBQ sauces, salad dressings, jams, marmalades, at least 30 different kinds of fudge and 4 rows of candy! $50 dollars later, we were ready to finally get to our hotel!
We arrived at the Inssbruker Inn and checked in at the book store downstairs. It was a really cute hotel. All the rooms (all 22 of them) were book themed. We lucked out and got the The Secret Garden room! After booking the room a few nights before, we realized that it was a movie that we had both loved as kids! The room was decorated to the tee. There was gardening supplies, a fence with vines, tea sets and floral everything!....and the best part…..a back door that led us straight to drinking!
We ate dinner at Café Christa. Yay German food and beer!
Once again our dinner for two was extremely romantic. We had a window seat overlooking the street. After we ate, we were determined to do what the Germans do…DRINK! We walked on over to the Old Post Office, which we were told was a great place to go. It wasn’t. We had three or four drinks there…but Margaret got charged for 5 drinks. We tried to inform the bartender of her mistake but she was a super bitch and called us liars. Unsatisfied with our level of drunkenness, we hit up another place where we were also told was a good place to go. The place was empty…but the staff was super friendly. And to top it off, there was a guy playing an accordion-type instrument which put is back in good spirits.
We stayed there for a beer and then decided to go to another hoppin’ spot. But wait! I really wanted to go down the little hill, but how? I didn’t want to go down on my bottom and get my pants all wet, so my drunk self had a perfect idea! A cardboard box! Restaurants have those! So I went back into the downstairs restaurant (with the really awesome people) and they had one box left after tossing the rest! YESssssss!
Onto the hill we went! The following is a video of what happened on that hill. At first, we decided not to show this since it is highly embarrassing, but then we thought, why not! It was an adventure!
To warm up, we headed up to the Loft. Woah! This place was packed! And they also had karaoke and a beer named Irish Death (of course I got it!).
The karaoke set-up was a little odd. You just stood in the middle of tables and sang. You also had the karaoke host as your back-up singer. To me, she looked like a tranny, but I couldn’t be positive. All I know, is that I got Margaret to sign up, but after an hour, we got tired and left. For Margaret, it was a close call...I almost popped her karaoke cherry!
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