Ski bunnies

So we went skiing yesterday. FINALLY! For a girl raised in the flat lands of Nebraska, who first learned how to snowboard when she was 20, you wouldn't think that I'd be absolutely nuts about skiing. But I love it. There is something about being out in the cold, brisk air, hurtling yourself down a mountain that just gets addictive after awhile.

Yesterday was a great day. If you ever want to experience having entire ski runs to yourself, or being able to ski right up to the chair, no lift line, just come visit B and me and we'll take you skiing on a Wednesday. It's delightful.

Sure, it got really cold once the sun went behind the clouds, there were rocks and trees still sticking up that normally aren't there, and you really had to pull yourself up to the lifts instead of just glide in, but it was Day One of what hopes to be a great season.