Wednesday brought beautify weather which stuck around for Thursday and with nothing better to do, I went skiing. A posse of us went out Wednesday and tracked up the mountain. The turns were so good and conditions so stable that I had to head back the next day for seconds.
It was nice to group up the first day, but there is something special about being in the mountains all alone. Its quite intimidating, but the silence and scenery are breath taking. The first turn is a lot like a trust fall...