Except for all the fucking people that decided to come to Steven's Pass on Saturday, it was more fun times for the gang.
Shelly took another begining lesson. This time with "Grouchy Bear".
But this time she learned some stuff... like how to stop; even went up the lift and had enough skills to avoid hazards.... like Sue.
Steve and I also took some lessons. The goal was to sharpen our skillz.
But it turned out to be an opportunity to harrass and showup less able snowboarders and ask obnoxious questions. Worth every penny!
Sue and Josh were two of maybe ten people going down black diamonds.
The rest were carted off by ski patrol.
Conditions were good but fast. Many stops for cocktails and junk food.
It wasn't my birthday technically anymore so Steve did not participate fully.
Choosing instead to tear up the family zone.
Back to the cabin. Baked a lasagne.
Then really raged! Can't even show you pictures of that.
One word. Firefly.
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