Spring = Skiing Weather

Yesterday I finally got to go skiing again after a week of being stuck indoors from all the stormy weather. Of course, the storms had brought a nice, fresh, DEEP layer of new snow, so all was not lost. But I was definitely ready for a change of scenery.

Now that the days are longer, there's time for some skiing after supper, so around 7:45 Caleb and I piled into our ski gear and "hit the slope", a hill out back of our property. We couldn't go on a very long trip because the snow is still too soft and fluffy. By tomorrow, it will probably be too hard and glassy. We have some very narrow windows for optimum skiing conditions around here!

Leaving our tree line and heading out into open country....

We left Finley behind for a while because he found something absolutely entrancing under the snow and stayed there quite a while before deciding that he really wasn't going to catch whatever-it-was.

It was absolutely beautiful out there, but it is some very empty space---not a place you'd like to get lost in. That's why I only go skiing out on the fields when the weather conditions are completely safe---something they almost never are.....

Poor Caleb has to use downhill skis clipped onto his work boots because I haven't found a ski boot at the thrift store that fits him yet. Maybe if he's very good, next year I'll break down and buy him some real equipment NEW! Maybe not....

I'm standing at the bottom of the hill here. Go Caleb---work those legs!

Finley is absolutely passionate about skiing. He loves it when I go exploring with him, but anytime except in the dead of winter the explorers return wearing a thick coating of ticks. So skiing is his only real chance for my beloved company, and the mere sight of skis in my hand is enough to send him into a bouncing, barking frenzy....

Isn't he CUTE!?

 From the top of the hill we can see for miles, but that's pretty much true of anywhere you stand around here. We could see for higher miles, OK! There was a bank of fog about a mile to the west, with trees just peeking through the top of it. It was like being on a real mountain......

By the time we got to the other side of the hill and started exploring some of the territory there, the sun was setting in warm, golden colors.....

 So pretty, but time to start back. I have no wish to explore moonlight skiing.....yet! Caleb and I climbed back over the hill and whooshed down towards home. As fast as people can whoosh who are sinking up past their ankles at each step.....

Be jealous, you daffodil-flaunting Californians. We'll see who has daffodils in June! How 'bout that one, huh!?