When I chose going someplace new each day as my “try something new for 30 days” plan for February, I assumed it would be a breeze. We were already planning to travel to Houston for four days to visit family and friends and to run the Houston Rhythm and Blues Half Marathon. Since we had never been to Houston, I figured that would easily take care of four days. I imagined filling the other 24 days of February with visits to new restaurants, shops, museums, and even just detouring from my normal routine to a slightly different path as I traveled along my everyday routes.
February 1st was easy. Mike and I went to Portsmouth to Runner’s Alley to pick up a few things and stopped at The Fresh Press for hot chocolate and a coffee.
The atmosphere was neat and it was fun to try a new spot. So far, so good. Easy!
The next day we had another Nor’easter so I barely left the house. Traveling to the barn to feed the horses seemed like an accomplishment.
Bentley was the only one who seemed particularly happy with the weather.
My only travel that day was virtual when we watched the movie, “Chef”. It was fabulous, by the way.
The next day was a work day and by evening I hadn’t ventured to anywhere new. No problem! As I drove to a neighboring town to do an errand, I turned off the road I’ve driven on literally a hundred times onto a side road. It had just snowed which made this new neighborhood look even more unfamiliar. I was truly surprised to come across a large, old brick building beside the river that appeared to be some sort of old public water works building. It was dark, so I wasn’t able to see it completely but I was so intrigued that this significant, interesting building was about a block from my usual path and I had no idea it even existed. I was enjoying this going somewhere new plan.
We had yet more snow that week which left the roads snow covered. Eager to maintain my “going somewhere new” endeavor, I decided to take a slightly different road home from work. The roads were still sloppy and I did have a tiny nagging thought that this might not be the best day to venture into uncharted territory, but the road I had chosen was (I thought) well-traveled and I convinced myself that it should be fine. I had front-wheel drive and snow tires, which seemed sufficient for this plan. So off I went, turning off the main road onto another road that was notably more snowy than the previous one. Undeterred, I continued on with my plan. The next intersection was where I would take a left and head off onto my new path home. The moment I made the turn I realized how awful this decision was. Looming ahead of me was an immense, snowy hill! Alas, there was no turning back because if I stopped or tried to turn I would immediately be stuck in the inches of slushy snow that covered the road. There was nothing to do but floor it up this mountainous hill.
I picked up as much speed as I could/dared and gripped the steering wheel as I climbed the hill. Things started off fine but I quickly began to lose speed. My wheels were slipping and the car was going slower and slower. My heart was pounding and my palms were sweating as I silently prayed (literally) that I would make it up the hill. As my forward motion steadily decreased, I began to downshift my automatic transmission, hoping that would give me a little more umph. My mind was reeling with questions about what I would do if I couldn’t make it. Who do you call? “Hello, AAA? I’m stuck half way up a hill in the middle of the road and I can’t get up.” My car slipped more and more as I inched up the hill. The accelerator was pressed to the floor as I willed the car to keep creeping forward. Miraculously, I crested the top of the hill going about 20 mph. I was shaking and my heart was thumping when I turned the corner onto a relatively flat road and headed for home. Well, that was exciting!
Not every foray into a new place was quite so dramatic. We tried some new restaurants including 7th Settlement , a fantastic brew pub in Dover, NH that brews their own beers on the premises and serves locally sourced food. We loved the lively, welcoming atmosphere. Our service was stellar and the food was exceptional.
A couple of days my new place was simply a different trail in our woods. When the temperatures finally edged above the teens, Hannah and I ventured out on snowshoes. The snow was so deep that the fencing around the pasture was literally ankle high as we walked by on top of the packed snow. As the horses watched us travel beside their pasture we commented on how lucky we were that they didn’t want to venture anywhere beyond their mere suggestion of a fence.
We loved being outside and trekking through a new portion of the woods. Our trip was relatively short because it was almost dusk. As we returned to the house we commented on the unusual, wide tracks that we hadn’t noticed on our way out. We have had a porcupine living under the barn that makes a similar track. But somehow it seemed different. Then we noticed that it seemed to originate in the field where the horses were….but were no longer! Realizing that we had inadvertently inspired them to try going somewhere new also, I tried to rush back to the barn to see if they were there. Hannah retraced our path back into the woods. It’s hard to convey the feeling of desperation that wafts over me when I realize the horses have disappeared.
The snowshoes that minutes ago had handily tromped out a broad trail were now unwieldy as I tried to run (not possible) along a narrower, bumpy path. I eventually pulled them off and made my way back to the barn. Relief washed over me as I saw Molly standing at the barn door. However, that was fleeting because she darted down the driveway and Chelsea was no where to be seen. I dashed into the barn to nab a scoop of grain- my only hope to lure them back to the barn. Thankfully, our ponies are huge fans of grain. A few shakes of the grain scoop and they trotting into the barn and all of our adventures had a happy ending.
Another late afternoon I set out into the woods on snowshoes on my own. It was just beginning to snow (again) and the woods seemed especially inviting. The snow was crisscrossed with a myriad of tracks, making me wish I could have seen the creatures that had been traveling throughout the woods.
The snow made interesting formations on the fallen trees and beside the streams.
Another day, I traveled to Portland with Hannah and enjoyed an hour of doing work in a new coffee shop while she was at a meeting.
On the last day of February, Mike and I spent some time in the Old Port section of Portland. We braved the still shocking cold and walked to the ferry terminal where we wistfully imagined a summer trip to the surrounding islands. We contentedly immersed ourselves in a bookstore and then met Hannah for lunch. She suggested going to Duckfat which turned out to be a marvelous little restaurant that served scrumptious, unique food in a spiffy setting. It was a perfect way to end my month of going somewhere new.
I loved consciously thinking about going somewhere new all month. Whether it was traveling across the country to Texas where everything was new, driving down a different road, or just literally, taking the path less traveled (to paraphrase Robert Frost) this venture has provided some unexpected adventures as well as lovely moments of change, beauty, and enjoyment.
My plan for March is to experiment with photography by using different settings, filters, and apps for both my iPhone and my digital SLR camera. I’m looking forward to honing my skills and learning new techniques.
Although I have only completed two months of doing something new, I find that I am carrying over the activity from the previous month into my actions and thoughts as I move into the next month. It seems that it really is true that doing something new for 30 days can make a change in your life. Making a deviation from my normal routine has added a welcome spark (and sometimes even a jolt) to my life.
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I think this idea is so cool and always look forward to hearing about your latest adventure and what you plan to do next 🙂 I love the variety of new places you visited. It makes me laugh that you inspired the ponies to do the same!