February 5

Another beautiful day on the mountain. Nothing says 'good morning, sunshine" quite like standing outside, freezing your scrot off in 6 degree temperatures at 8am. I think we may have made it up to 16 though, so that felt good. Here's a shot of Marhsall and Willi.

February 4

A big fat meh of a day. The snow wasn't bad and there was still some untouched corduroy at noon when I got there. But then around 4 the light got flat and the temp dropped so I huddled inside for a long while with minimal runs taken after dinner.

February 3

My first morning on the mountain in a long time. It was gorgeous. Lots of gnarr was shredded.  There was much aching of the muscles by the time I got home.  Good times, good times.

February 2

A grand first Monday of being a bum.  I got up, took Lily to the sitter's and came back and took a two hour nap on the couch.  Then I got up, made a PB&J&B (The B is for Bacon) sammich, played some Xbox and then went for a rather muddy bike ride.  Did some grocery shopping and got home just in time to see the snow starting before I went inside.

February 1

It's a bright new day. No looking back now.