This time we made it an actual ski weekend - well, ski day might be more accurate. Matt, Brian, Kevin and I headed up to Mt. Rose and spent the afternoon "carving the slopes". It's quite different than skiing on the east coast. I had honed my skills sliding down the ice and plowing through massive piles of powder is a whole new challenge. After a few good runs (more for some, fewer for me), we opted to rest our knees and enjoy a beer. I'm pleased to say I only headed down the hill on my back, head first twice. This is an actual improvement over two years ago where I had a yard sale and had to scavenge for all my gear.