Gotta Love It

You've got to love this time of year: you can bike and ski, all in the same day.

Sarah and Tristan doing what we do best, fun

Snacks first skin; Wilderness

                    

          
                   
                  It was only a matter of time before we wore off on him.

Turns out snack can earn his turns, here's to getting those powder turns.  It's sort of a tradition to Skin Wilderness at least ounce a week as the season goes.  We were not disappointed as we had great snow all the way down, matter of fact none of us could stop grinning even after we all went our separate ways.  Now that's a good time with good friends.

Timberline turns; Merry Christmas

I think Daves grin in the first picture just about sums up Christmas day.  Merry Christmas everyone.

T.

Oct 16, First turns of the season!

This sign was alittle humerous considering the conditions, powder  yeah- right.......

It's that time of the year.

Two thumbs up from Jase.

Spring Skin, there be corn in them hills!

A late skin found us a the top of Brandeywine with sweet corn snow and 50 degree temps! How sweet it was. Fanatastic!

Timberline to Brandywine

Was a late skin and a last second decision to go for Timberline peak with the sun fading. Barley wine wasn't too shabby where otherwise spring looked quite alive and well on the mountain. Good turns, good folks and a sunset just made my day. Thanks Sarah, Jon, Odin and Duds.

Sunday Afternoon Skin

Oh, what a glorious day! We skinned up as the sun set behind us over the Adirondaks, and then skiied back down in the twilight. As Quinn said about the surrounding beauty, "People write poems about this shit."

Another great day to be alive. Happy trails!

Grrrrrr....

It was a night of poor visibility, as hard wind driven flakes stung our eyes but we were rewarded with smooth fun turns as we made our way to the bottom. By the time we descended every thing had been coated in a frozen patina. You just had grit your teeth and turn, example A.

Boltron valley nights.

A late night skin after work with John, Meghan and Dudley and the unexpected late arrival of Phil and Kip! Beers, good turns and smiles were had by all as usual!


FYI: one of these good friends is always sure to show if he tells you right off the bat he can't make it, I guarantee it.

Cheers.

Ahhh. This is the life.

I'm sure of it.

I'm Counting My Blessings

Odin is such a great friend. This picture is from Christmas day 2009, when we skinned up Bolton with dogs and friends and I made my first tele turns on groomed powder in my new skis. When I look through our pictures, I feel so fortunate. And content.

I think this is because I have simple pleasures. I let life be, rather than trying to jam it into some shape I think it should take. Everything always works out beautifully when you just let it. I can laugh at myself. And I take the time to be grateful for the people who truly know me and continue to love me, the blue lines of hills and pink fluff of clouds through the stark trees, my fortune at being born to a place where I feel safe and free, my strong legs, heart and lungs, the way Odin huffs and prances and smiles at me, for the feeling through your body when your ski glides through fresh snow or you feel like your bike is part of you or your legs wobble from exhaustion. I have so much. And I never forget that it can all be taken away in short time; none of this is going to last for ever. What we have is now, and each other. I choose to let it be, to enjoy it thoroughly, and to be so thankful that it all happened. That is the key to contentment: look at all that you have! How lucky are we.

Be well, happy trails!

Late night skin up Wilderness.

Meeting up just in time with friends to skin up Wilderness what a beautiful night it was.

Christmas day skin.