Saturday, March 18

sneaking in a powder day

I arranged a free morning on Friday, the stars aligned, and the Mt. Bachelor report told us there were 5 inches of new, waiting to be enjoyed. Mas rushed me out the door, we picked up the Sultan and got up to the chairlift just after the 9:00 start time.
It was glorius. We happened upon our Greatest American Hero buddy and hit the same sweet run at least tenteen times. Why? Because it was sooo good.

Believe it or not...I'm walking on air...I never thought I could feel so free-ee-e"

That's what it looked like. This is what it felt like.

nothing but butter...


kdub said...


highdesertsultan said...

awwwwwwwww yeah