Its a different feeling, when, living in the rain and sun, you embark on a journey to see the snow. Waking up early in the morning, to take a bus in order to do this, adds to the effect. Going to sleep in the rain, and waking up surrounded by snow, almost makes it magical.
Throw snowboarding into the mix. All the while, the snow just kept cascading down. The snow coupled with the winds, and, me, constantly tumbling around in it, was a lovely feeling altogether. Add to this the fact that my moustache froze over completely. Lunch time, and i was combing off icicles.
Tumbles and falls later, a quick change, some hydration, and back in the bus for the ride home. By now the snow was almost pounding down, as if sad to see us go. Not to worry, lady snow, for we shall return.
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So now-a-days you don't put up something like ...
Where:
Sierra, Lake Tahoe
or How
Ski Bus
Mast pic !
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