need a new snow dance

It rained and rained and rained. then it got cold. insanely cold. penquins were hanging-out in front the house smoking cigs.

sunday morning came with grim news, little snow fell and 60mph winds were pummeling Sugarbush, most lifts were offline. what are a couple hard-core idiots to do? hike. hike-up the f'ing mtn 'cause we ain't getting a ride. luckily for us, though, the kid working the one operating lift (to mtn mid-point) let us jump-on w/o a ticket... well, we kinda just slid past, it was so f'ing nasty no one in their right mind was out anyway... sheet ice covered the slopes with 2-4" of blown powder pooling-up here and there. we then hiked for about a mile off the Inverness lift before slapping the gear-on for an interesting ride down - just tried to stay between the moguls were the snow lay the thickest, had a pretty awesome run! was smiling the whole way, can't beat that. mike jordan, sean linskey, and steve were on-hand to brave the elements. 0 degrees, 20-40mph winds lower down. not so bad. for one run that is.

3 days. no bike. pretty weird, but it's early in the yr, a little extra rest is good anyway. right?... but i don't feel good about it.

after another great wknd in VT (weather aside), Jenn and I have officially decided we need to live there. and that's that. now we just need to find jobs. and a house. but shit, w/the equity we have in this 1957 boston saltbox, that'll be the easy part. finding work in northern VT. that's a bitch.