The day started out great!
That's me in the front and Karen coming up behind me.
Karen's looking down on me because...
I am down here! I fell down while I was just standing there. How dumb.
It was about this time that the snow really started coming down.. .
And then WE started falling down...
We couldn't see the trail signs, took a wrong turn, and ended up in these moguls in a black diamond area for expert skiers. It was so cold that my goggles froze up so I had to take them off so I could see well enough to get down and I got snowflakes in my eyeballs. Lots of them. I don't know how, but I made it down without falling (bragging rights). Afterwards we were all exhausted, but after some hot coffee we kept on skiing.
Ken cleaning up after his Yard Sale.
Once he had gathered all of his equipment, he tried to put the skis back on in the deep snow.
Karen, who has much more experience than we do out there, realized it would be a better idea to walk back out to the slope.
Look at how deep that snow is!
Look at all the ice in his stache! Brrr!
Time to call it a day... We sure bought the right vehicle for up here.
Many, many thanks to Karen for getting us up there on the mountain. Left up to us, we probably would have stayed home and missed out. We are now Powder Hounds!