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Sunday, July 31, 2011

Spring Skiing?

This year there really wasn't such a thing as spring skiing. I'm pretty sure that every time I skied I would tell Jarred "its the last powder day of the year, I have to go". I had a lot of last good days of the year! It just never stopped snowing, and was never sunny. I don't usually crave spring skiing, this year I was 
actually excited for it. 

Here was one spring skiing day we finally had.


I went with all my favorite boys. 

It was me, Malcolm, James, Kevin, Sean, and Stain. I love sunny screw around days. It's always  extremely entertaining to be around.



How many groups of people can you go with and watch that many people in a row do huge tricks off a jump? They are pretty talented guys.


Then, Stain and I went skiing on JULY 3. Seriously, JULY. That is so crazy cool.

Well, Stain went skiing, it hurt my foot to bad so, I went to the top of the hill. Made about eight turns. Hiked back up. Road the tram to the bottom. But.. still counts right?



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