We rang in The Storm of the Century (for the second time this year) Friday night by taking in "Up In the Air" at Emmaus and kicking it at home. Saturday we conquered the elements and went up to Elk for the day. There was no new snow up there, though we persevered and had a good time. Jenelle discovered jumps and I continued to revel in the revolutionary performance of wax+new boots. Late in the afternoon we were in a crowd on Tioga and I looked up to see Jenelle carving hard and fast onto the Spur, blasting out of the throng and down the fall line. At 4:30 I ducked a rope to ski back to the car after one-too-many last runs and we headed to local haunt Chet's Place for some bar food and a round to celebrate the great/breakthrough day that Jenelle had.
Today was blue-sky with snow-blindness around in the Valley, but a cutting wind made it seem much, much colder than it is. I shoveled the six inches of snow from our driveway and let the sealer and the sunshine do the rest. Now: we're in the loft catching up on reading and gearing up for a busy, busy month. Next: chips & salsa, tots, chili, and applesauce during the big game.