**To my dear and dedicated fan base: Thank you for your continued support. I almost retired from blogging after hitting eldorado with the last post. However, you must bear with me; the fat lady is not yet singing.
A steaming stack of freshly ground wheat blueberry pecan pancakes dripping with maple syrup around 9:00 pm and 5 hr "nap" in the middle of the night welcomed in day 2. 3 am and Chelsea and Denver and I stumbled out the door into the car, for the first leg of our journey: Chiloquin to Squaw Valley. The trip was delightful; I slept -a major accomplishment when Denver is driving, I would normally be jolted awake every 10 minutes by the vibrations of the grooves planted in the side of the road, or a sudden gasp from Chelsea and a jerk of the Subaru's tires!
Lesson of the day: Attitude gives skiing a bit of pep and looks awesome hucking off cliffs (1 ft to 20 ft). Bad attitude is simply lame and doesn't huck off of anything. If a member of your skiing party appears as though she/he might sport some, leave her/him at the lodge, and don't look back.
Day 3. Voted best back-country day of the year... by yours truly. Pictures tell all:
Advice of the day: Go backcountry. Get freshies.
Lesson of the day: Track your subjects.