it has become clear to us over the last few years that i’m not a skier. so, if we ever want to do outdoor activities together, we had to come up with something other speeding down a mountain on a piece of compressed fiberglass.
so, we went up to the robert frost trail yesterday to tromp around. it was glorious.
our intrepid leader breaking the path
man down. luckily, he landed in a fluffy pile of snow, and not a river.
happy, ’cause it was 25 degrees, and sunny!!!! some bridge twerking eddie was overcome with the masculine need to tackle someone. luckily, he chose jamie friends eating snow #1 [note: the snow is so high, that the waist height sign is barely poking out] friends eating snow #2 friends eating snow #3 [we forgot water bottles] fertig.