Alas, all good things come to an end. But in this case, they will happen again next Christmas time. We were too busy playing to do a good job documenting this year's ski excursion.
The ride to Park City was a little crowded, but memorable.Not an inch to spare.
This was taken "before" the accident.My Dad broke his rib down the double black on our first day.
He still skied every day but one day that week.
Fanatical.
Aren't those little skis the darnd'st cutest thing?
Nothing like soaking in the hot tub after a day on the slopes.
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