Instead I cross country ski. When I lived in Alaska I had "sun anxiety"--if the sun unexpectedly came out, a sort of manic behavior arose. It's sunny! What should I do? It might never come out again! Well here I have the same reaction to soft fluffy snow. I sit grumpily in my office--okay, cubicle--staring at the black screen of my computer with the message "Windows could not start because the following file is corrupted: Windows/config/system 32." A message that surely cannot lead to anything good, since the Can't Help You Desk hasn't called me back after insincerely promising to "elevate it to Level 2." And I think, why can't I just go skiing?
So I do. Here are some photos from my skis and other winter adventures.
|This is the Redmont nordic ski hut. Look at my cute bed partner. (Sierra)|
|White dogs love winter.|
|It was about -5 on this day. The creek settles in for a long winter.|
Shred the gnar!