|Let's go ski!|
All three guys ride up on another bus that hails from Vancouver. But each week we all manage to find each other at the bottom of the main lift. Once reunited, it's off in search of the run with the best snow.
|My "men in red" from the Vancouver bus|
Although I love my ski girlfriends, I really look forward to making tracks with the boys. These guys aren't afraid to tackle the steep, gnarly stuff. And they all ski my speed - fast.
One particular Thursday, wet weather was predicted. My friends and I were afraid our buses would be rained out. But after a couple of hours on the slopes snow began to fall. Huge, heavy, wet flakes.
|The sky was dumping heavy, wet flakes|
We were so happy it wasn't rain! And the big snowflakes were mighty pretty.
Instantly the ski runs were transformed into a winter wonderland.
|We got covered with snow on the ride up|
The snow began falling so heavily, the short chairlift ride left us coated us in white. Instead of skiers, Pat and I resembled two snow persons!
|Two snow people|
As with many PNW snowstorms, the heavy, wet snow left my friends and I soaking wet, forcing an early quitting time. Sigh.....guess that means we gotta hit the bar early. (It's a dirty job, but someone has to do it!)
|Happy faces on the ski bus|
On the bus ride home, my bus buddies and I celebrated a late Valentine's Day. And my friend and co-bathroom monitor Kerry made a cameo appearance. Bad knees curtailed this year's skiing fun, but he missed his bus friends so much that he rode up anyway and hung out in the lodge.
And just for old times sake, Kerry donned his "special hat" and resumed his bathroom monitor duties. (Check out the end of this post from last year for the story behind that).
|Our bathroom monitor was back!|
The midweek ski crowd is a great community. I always look forward to meeting up with my bus friends on Thursdays, and of course, to ski with the boys.