let it snow!

I've been slacking the past month on the blog front. mostly because i have work literally spewing, yes spewing, out of my ears. nostrils too.

no really. it happens.
but beauty is still all around and though days are short - there are always WEEKENDS, and evenings.. no this isn't a verizon plug. Below are a few snapshots from the past month... enjoy!

Left: I like the forest best when the only tracks are my own. not one person had ventured on this trail since the snow!
Right: chaya saw her shadow in january. what does that mean?

the woods really were this white. it was painfully cold on this particular windy, icy day. chaya and I lasted a little over 3 hours.



the snow was actually quite deep. deep enough that walking on flat surfaces turned into high resistance elliptical work. (minus the lame view and smelly stale air)

the icey valley.

unfortunately, you always have to go back.

The return of SLACKASS

I brought her to the woods on skiis and it didn't turn into an epic, painful lost in the woods with no food type adventure. go me!

We both saw our shadows.... and met 3 cool hiker boys with the coolest, fluffiest (is that a word?) and most ginormous dog ever. (yea if i'm making up words i minus well go all out right?)

2 badass trucks. we ran into rich^2, and the boys skiing up bear meadows. they dropped the gas line. CRAZINESS! i heard they went to lowes after to get 10% off.

above: why i heart the forest... and while i do enjoy skiing my insides were ACHING to climb up to these vistas on the cross bike...

take note of the invisible brown Labrador in these picts... we had to turn her to invisible mode because the last time we ski'd together, i took multiple face plants due to her inclination to run in front of me and stop abruptly just as i was picking up speed downhill. phew, that was a run-on if i've ever created one... TOO BAD FOR YOU i refuse to edit my grammar on principle...

slackass likes birds too and has mastered sign language. i aspire to be as cool as her one day.

CJ!!!!

the coolest chic ever and her badass hot pink skis. she just smiles instead of busting out the bird. what's up with that? :) if those skis were a bicycle then they'd almost be as badass as my commuter ... yes folks, 2 times in the woods WITH COMPANY. am i becoming social or something? naaaah. couldn't be.