How do I even begin to write about the torture that has been our ski season this year? I've had one pow day (cue the angels singing):
And other than that, nada. My days of hitting rocks on groomers and working on my ginger bro tan (read: more freckles on the bottom half of my face) were getting a bit monotonous, so I found a few other things to do with my time:
I decided to fully embrace my status as an aspiring ski bum by transforming my truck into a Glamper...
|Cute assistant, right?|
... and christened it at Summer Lake Hot Springs, my favorite place to go when there isn't enough snow!
|Splashing around in a 100° pool can be fun too...|
It got cold enough to get in some novelty ice climbing at Paulina Creek Falls, for the second year in a row!
|Andy killing it in tele boots|
|Me trying to look good|
|Ian working on his bloody face|
Hanging out in Tahoe at the end of December was interesting. Not enough snow to ski, but not warm enough to comfortably climb either. Oh well, the company was excellent!
|Yes, this really happened. Thanks, Court!|
|Jasmyn and Skylyn, the dynamic sister duo! Oh yeah, and Nacho!|
I got to drive past Mt. Shasta four times in about as many weeks, and stopped in town on my last time through. I was trying not to look too much at my spirit mountain while it was missing its layer of white. So Kaya and I enjoyed some of the local culture:
|Free spirit fluffy!|
Fortunately for all of us it is snowing again! It's time to stop screwing around. Bring it on, 2013 - 2014 ski season!