On Saturday we went to a town called Hebden Bridge about 40 minutes, by train, East of Leeds. The night before there was a severe eye stabby storm so we wanted to go some place where we could enjoy a walk in the fresh powder. Hebden is a small town situated on a narrow canal. When we arrived, the entire canal was frozen over. Along the banks, large canal boats were locked in by the frozen ice. We threw snowballs to try and break it but our weak attempts simply made little craters on the surface. It was fun, and we attracted some others to join in. No one was successful though. Even the huge ball we made weighing at least 100lbs failed to break through. After several more useless attempts we decided to start walking along a path next to the canal. The path was beautiful, snow covered every inch. There was so much snow that we couldn't resist building a snow man. Unfortunately, he didn't turn out so well. It was our first time building one and apparently you need a degree in structural engineering and the artistic ability of Michelangelo to make one that looks like the ones on TV. Still, we were pretty proud. A few hours later however, we were saddened to see that someone had knocked our beloved snowman over. Whoever did it was probably so disturbed by its hideous form that he had to rid the world of this demon spawn. Either that or the snowman fell over on its own because, we suck.
A short distance from the small center of Hebden is a trail that winds its way up a hillside. The hike was a bit treacherous due to the ice but the view from the hill was spectacular. Despite the snowman debacle we had a great time in Hebden Bridge.
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