We woke up to a whole bunch of snow this morning. I measured 6" on a table on our deck, which is more overnight snow than we've had in the valley all season.
That meant, of course, that we had to go skiing for May Day.
We showed up at the base of Snow King ski resort just as a new blizzard was starting. None of us had brought goggles (it's MAY for God's sake!), and a couple of the group decided to bag it and go back home. Wusses.
We still wanted to go, however, so my wife and our friend Connie and Connie's black lab, Bodhi all geared up and started up the hill.
Here we're getting some beta from a guy who had just skied down. I like this one because it shows the houses at the base of the ski resort as well as the softball field that's right there. It was snowing rather hard:
Did I mention it was snowing hard?
This being springtime, by the time we were about a third of the way up the snow had stopped and the sun came out so we had to stop and peel off layers of clothes. Then, when we got to the top of Grizzly ski run and got ready to ski down, it had started snowing again. Here's Ruthie squinting as she tries to ski goggle-less in a snowstorm:
Here's Bodhi not squinting:
Ruthie and Connie making fresh tracks down toward town:
Me skiing (actual photos of me skiing are pretty rare):
The girls and the dog getting toward the bottom of the hill:
A shot of our tracks from across town:
How cool is that?