Yesterday I thought I'd give my poor thighs and feet a break by snowboarding for a day. It was so good to be out of those damn ski boots for a while. I spent the morning trying to remember how not to kill myself on one of those things and then met up with Caryn for the afternoon. We had a really good time boarding together and decided to extend our time on the slopes by heading to Keystone for night skiing. Keystone is about 40 minutes away from here but was really worth it. I decided not to risk life and limb on a board so opted for skiing. This, however, did not prove the safest decision as I was dragged down the slopes at full throttle by Caryn's mad American friend, Nick. There's nothing quite like flying flat out down a mountain without a clue as to where you're going!
Looking sufficiently manic on a board yesterday...
Lauren and Caryn before hitting Keystone last night.I survived my night skiing experience and today Jen and Peter decided we should head to the very fancy Beaver Creek for the day. We've just gotten back after a very awesome time. It was so sunny and warm, yet the snow remains great.
Tonight it looks like I'm going to a White Trash party in Vail so my skiing tomorrow is going to be a disaster. Peter is bound to drag me down a bunch of double black diamond slopes first thing just to punish me...
Battling the moguls in Beaver Creek today.
Drinking vino in the sun at lunch. No wonder that resort has the slogan "Beaver Creek - Not exactly roughing it"...
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