Report from March 24, 2024
Yesterday we skied one ridiculously long powder run above Lake Tahoe, CA.
Fox and I were exhausted.
Well, I was exhausted.
Fox beat me to the summit by 12 minutes…
We recharged on top then dropped this endless line.
The snow was exquisite.
I slashed and sprayed and hooted as I bounded downhill.
We savored.
This was ski day #101 of the season for me and #406 of the past 472 days.
I’m tired.
I’m happy.
I’m grateful.
Thanks, California!