Over the weekend we had quite an adventure. We went on a ski trip to Snowshoe Mountain in West Virginia with a few friends. The adventure started out quite nice with not much traffic leaving the city late afternoon on Friday. Things started getting ugly the last few hours when it started to snow and we were going up the long and winding roads up the mountain. Slipping and sliding up the mountain at 20 mph made our 5.5 hour drive a nice 8 hour drive. Another important note for future Snowshoe bound trips: get gas before it gets dark. We found out that 8pm is mighty late 'round those parts.
Bright and early on Saturday we were greeted with blizzard (IMHO) style winds. I am the lone snowboarder in the group and was pleasantly surprised with the Burton equipment. We all had some equipment hiccups in the morning, but eventually found Snowshoe to be a great place for the Mid-Atlantic.
The biggest news is that despite my fear of heights I even got on a baby ski lift and exited without falling flat on my face. Chris enjoyed several hours of skiing on Saturday and Sunday renewing his passion for this outdoor activity. He even talked about going to Liberty the next weekend.
Other highlights include seeing a beautiful sunset off the condo balcony as well as a herd of deer. We also had the Wii in the condo and played Guitar Hero and Super Mario Brothers. It's amazing after many years how you remember where the mushrooms and stars are in the game.
The drive back from Snowshoe proved to be worse for me. I am a wuss when it comes to car rides sometimes and the winding road on the way back beat my equilibrium to a pulp. Our poor caravan had to stop several times so that I pave the road with my lunch.
More pictures on our flickr page.
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