Getting down to the wire.
Only a few more weekends until the Pass closes.
Sigh.
Saturday was fun cos almost the whole gang went up. Me, Steve, Bruce, and Don Julio went in one car and Sue, Shelly, and Casey came in the other.
It had snowed again so we headed straight for the backside to help track it up. We were not alone. After a few hours we gave it up and headed to the other side where we found the chicas.
Had a very spirited lunch were we finally got busted for smuggling in alcohol. Our waiter was cool about it, though, and we left him a good tip.
After lunch I resumed trying to kill myself in the park. Accidentally got a lot of air one time. Luckily I froze when I realized I had gone over the wrong bump and I landed it cleanly.
We left early cos I had to run early in the morning and Steve had to ride so we could head up to Whidbey in the afternoon. Bruce was a good sport about it even though it was the last day of night skiing. He was stoked cos he bought some demo skis and a pass for next year so he's almost set.
Just a few more weeks and you won't have to read anymore snowboarding and tequila stories.
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