axe murderer

  Mount Reba was crisp, clear, and cold, *perfect* it was gonna be delicious day of skiing at Bear Valley.  I was dating Jake’s sister Ella (they were transplants from Minnesota) and I was honored to be Jake’s guide on his first excursion into the Sierras. After clicking onto our skis and securing our sunglasses, we spontaneously high-fived each other in […]