"Hasser, throw me my skis!."



After just one day into the February sweeps period, Hasser, Angelo, and K.Day and I decided that we needed a little adventure. So, after nearly a decade in retirement I got back on the amateur ski circut. It didn't do so bad. I'm one of those people that 'needs all the right gear' before I do something, so after getting a bunch of new ski stuff, and some GIANT bug-eyed goggles, I was ready. The mountain was nearly empty and we had enough room to make plenty of wide crashes turns. If I were to make a tally of our wipe-outs, I think that I'd be somewhere in the middle, since I'm not counting the times I purposely fell in order to live. And in between our ski runs, we had some yummy drinks from my flask, and some crazy drinks called "mogul mashers" in the lodge. Maybe if I get time in the next week, I'll make a photo gallery of our adventure.