Got back last night.
It was fabulous. Drove right through the storm with the wife, daughter, grandma, grandpa and two (little) dogs in the cab.
Those that ski know the hardest part is leaving 412' elevation, 24hrs later skiing @ 10.000'+. Puff, Puff.
So what, you're so jacked you just do it, then collapse at the end of the day. Rest up, eat well, minimize the booze, drink LOTS of water and have it again the next day.
By the third day, the body has rejetted itself for the altitude.
But it's Christmas and need to go to Gardnerville and visit more family for the day. Fun drive on the way back as it was snowing.
Git after it again on Sunday. There is a saying, Ski till you drop.
As true as that statement is it just takes less time for that to happen.
puff, puff
I do have cell phone pix. Just need to figure how to load them.
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