Room at the Inn

We trekked up to the Wakefield Inn in a driving rain, then sleet, and finally snow.  After a very forgettable lunch at the Poor People's Pub, which was the only choice in town, we dropped Clare and Johnny at the door.

They were greeted by Ace, the Inn dog...

The whole village of Wakefield is on the National Register of Historic Places.  Looks like a lot of fun, we're jealous.  We went home, dried off, and enjoyed our Mombo doggie bags for dinner.