Back on skis

Today was my first day back on the mountain after six weeks away, in Australia saying goodbye to my Dad and then in South Africa for some work (so I ended up flying around the world - Denver to LA to Brisbane to Perth to Johannesburg to London to Denver).

I promised my wife I'd take it easy today, which I don't really know how to do any more, so instead I skied hard but only for about an hour for a total of 7,000 vertical ft.

Spring is just about upon us, but on the upper mountain the snow was perfect; smooth and buttery.