I made it to the Mt. today, but later than usual. I had to stick around Portland for a conference call, but finally got to Meadows at 11am. I was tired and had some residual crankiness from this past week, but I could do nothing but grin from ear to ear when I came around a corner and saw this:
It was a beautiful day on the mountain. There is nothing that makes me happier than coming home a soar puppy after a great day of snowboarding. Luckily, the pain is not bad enough to keep me from kareoke-ing with friends tonight. Happy Friday night all!!!