Rainy Sunday in the val. We're at neighbors watching their baby, who is napping, while they check out Avatar. That's fine by me because my legs are tired from a day at full speed up at Elk yesterday. The sun was out and it was warm, but crowds were small and snow was perfect so we put in a ton of laps, ate pizza on the tailgate of the Subie, and I finally had the new-boot breakthrough I'd been waiting for. The rest of the week since last time was made up of Bear Creek night skiing, Nestor's boot fitting, and Jenelle's end-of-semester grading crunch.
One of the many perks of skiing at Elk is this wonderful, hilly drive home as the sun dips behind hills to the west and colors the whole sky. At roughly the same time Prairie Home comes on and then we're home in about an hour with an evening ahead of us.
My new boots: Nordica SpeedMachine 14s. The name is dorky. The colors are sort of mid-90s race bold and that doesn't jive with my other gear. The performance, however, is aces. I am re-learning to apply uphill foot pressure because over-exuberance has caused two spinouts as that ski dug in hard. Anyway... they are awesome.