Claire at Bouchon Bakery. It might not be very big, but it's still a Thomas Keller establishment!

Later, on New Years Eve, Alex organized a beer tasting.

Using two upside down water glasses as a tripod, Tom, Liane, and four out of the five groomsmen on Christmas Eve. Happy, John? :)

Sunrise wasn't too bad this morning, either.

MIT vs. Harvard. MIT was undefeated. Harvard is Division I. Tech made a good run for it, but ran out of steam in the end. And yes, that ended up being a dunk.

Not quite melted, but at least it was a nice sunset.

Three water bottles later, the battleship for suitable for bring indoors. Sure beats riding the trainer, though!

Also from our archives.. The Wolf doing his thing.

Claire rowing a few weeks ago. The river was looking mighty patchy recently, we might actually get out again!

Juvenile bald eagle at Quabbin Reservoir this afternoon. Wish it was just a little bit sunnier, and I was just a little bit closer, but still my best effort at Quabbin.

And Happy Holidays from me! (With an assist from a trail marker at Great Brook).

The basin says--"Happy Holidays!"

Sometime before the river froze. There was a rumor that Pete ran several geese into shore between the finish line and BU bridge. ;)

Yet another hideous sunset. :)

Obligatory wonderful world of winter shot

Recovered enough from my Saturday evening fever to make it over to Gary's on Sunday.

They must be pulling hard or something...

Boys looking festive with the tree in the back

Holiday of lights indeed.

Despite being in town for less than a day, Dave still got a birthday present from RBC for all his rigging work over the last two years.

The beasts got a lot of work today. And I am not talking about Pete's quads.

Last one on turn out the lights.. Think we won't be on the water for a little while.. :(

Now that Gord has received the hard copy, I can share. :)

That's not a frame. That's a window.

Sky was looking a bit ominous on Sunday morning. I prolly should have left right then, instead of 12:30, but all's well that ends well.

Max worked hard on Saturday, as did Eugene's dad, Alex.

So he needed a bit of a nap.

A toast to the birthday boy.

A rousing re-rendition of Ellen and David's "His name was Eugene"/Copacabana/SOSPAHA song, with Eugene and Wenjun joining in.

Sio is crazy versatile. And happy almost birthday!

Yes, that man is doing hand stand. Next time Ed asks you to come to the work party, you better do as he tells you!

And a bonus wildlife shot.

I like this version of winter (from Sunday) much better!!!

Sean taking full advantage of the new work schedule. And enjoying a pretty empty Charles.

Coming to a mailbox near you--the Riverside annual appeal!

This, generally speaking, is probably not a good long term sign.

If Pete can make fun of us... :)

The Dark Side of Fitness Committee would like to welcome a new, and long overdue addition. Lib!

You have seen this man on "Pimp My Boathouse." Ed!

I think the new lens and I can be friends.

And the photo shoot with "Gord's Angels" was also highly entertaining.

BU enjoying yesterday's sunshine and flat water.

Haven't had one of these in a while. :)

Brutal conditions out there this morning. BRUTAL.

Bob was no doubt wondering what those fools at Riverside were up to.

Just another hideous morning on the Charles, move it along, nothing to see here.

Margaret's P3C found a new owner today(I got to keep the pedals). It's better off being on the road, and I am better off not seeing it every day, but it's still a sad day. I guess ultimately that bike was symbol of what could have been, but never was, so letting it go is part of that whole healing thing. And besides, in a strange coincidence, Margaret's bike is now... Margaret's bike. The new owner turned out to be a namesake. Good luck to you both!

St. Patricks Cathedral can be pretty intimidating sometimes.

One of Lance's more understated bikes from the comeback tour.

Apple tart by Mom, assembly by Igor.