The lurid call of the alarm clock at 5 am, the dark drive to the hill, the frigid fingers, the runny nose, and the rhythmic plodding upward is all part of the beauty of the dawn patrol. We are finally tired of waiting for deep snow and epic lines, we are just going to get out and ride the low angle slopes and enjoy the winter. Even if old man winter isn’t going to help us out.
Ben and Blake were fun to be out with this morning.
Parker joined me last Saturday for a little investigatory jaunt.