Therefore, here I am summing up 7 days in one.
My sincerest apologies.
Day 4: Whole Foods -would you be my valentine? Healthy food on the go; couldn't be better. Renown Hospital -I will never forgive you for giving my fan base a reason to move FIVE HOURS away from me and only 30 MINUTES from Mt Rose and 50 minutes from any bit of awesomeness around Tahoe (yes, I'm a bit jealous)! Congrats on the new adventure, C&D!
Day 5: Mammoth -steep lines and sunny skies: day made. Done.
Day 6: June Mountain - perfecting Warren Miller ski tricks and playing cards in the lodge. Don't forget a broken clavicle for Carter. One clavicle out of 8, not too bade of an average. Sadly, our party dropped down to just the original 3 amigos.
Day 7: I take back everything I ever said about the Big D's driving. He's a master. I signed him up for the Daytona.
Day 8: Alta -my eyes are still burning from an overload of helmet heads and old-school skiers. My legs are still burning from one-thousand too many moguls. P.S. I never thought I'd say this, but, I missed ye ol' snowboarders.
Day 9: Black Diamond -seriously, as much as I love your gear (minus the Joules -which I avoided all this week and opted to borrow, yes BORROW, beg, steal, whatever, my sisters K2 Phat Luvs), you need to step up the outlet department; if I wanted Mammut gear, I would have gone to the Mammut factory.
Day 10: Home -it feels good. Smiles all around.
