Our frigid getaway spot at Cloud End. We only stayed one night out of the four we were supposed to. For one, it was absolutely freezing, and all we could do was sit around our tiny fireplace in our room wrapped up in full winter gear all night. Two, the electricity was sporadic, so we kept having to pause while reading and wait for the lights to come back on. Three, the hotel was deserted except for the staff, and the closest neighbor was way down the road. We kind of felt like Jack Nicholson and Shelley Duvall in “The Shining”. Creepy.

Amy/Travis