Bluebird day at the local mountain, and Theo was off-school for MLK Day, so guess what we did.
We headed up the hill and skied pretty much all day. Connected with some friends, explored the tree cave...
And did run after run of fantastic groomer snow.
I love that we get to do this.
Before heading back into this, beneath the inversion, where it's cold and buried beneath a low ceiling.
We'll be back here, though, very soon. Big storm blowing in this week. And what do people do around here when a big nasty threatening winter storm rolls in? Why, drive 16 miles up a windy mountain road to play in the snow, of course. Duh.