an apres ski Keith's India Pale Ale.
Wiped out on what was likely the last run of the season (I knew the lift was closed), fellow I was bombing the hill with zigged when I thought he was going to zag. I avoided hitting him, but failed to recover balance in time to avoid hitting the snow. Ribs a little bruised, slight raspberry on forearm. I think that's a good excuse to have another.





















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