Dang ... that was a wild ride.

The ski reasort is open. It was two weaks of intence training shoveling and skiing. Skiing like a freaking mainiac. Six day weeks, long hours, and the joy of being the first one on the hill, and the last one off. Days are long, bitter cold, and full of the beauty of the mountain. Big mountain love. See ya freaky people at "Party in the Pines."

Patience

Whoever said patience is a virtue didn't work a seasonal job and depend apon the weather for their main income. When the weather changes I start getting antsy jumping up and down on the couch stairing out the window, scanning the skys for the first snow flake of the season.
It hasen't happend yet. Yeahoo thar she blows;)