I finished early with computer coding for class. Yes, I thought, I
get to relax/organize myself/cook! Only one problem - I have neighbors that
ski. A lot. Of course Rob comes over right when I’m putting my computer away.
"Mousilake?" Why not?
We arrived at the trailhead. Rob mentioned how he thought
that it should be good. Hmm, I thought, I didn’t usually associate good with
less than 6” of base. Off we skinned, through stream crossings and around rocks
sticking out of the snow. By the time we got to the top, I knew what type of
skiing I was in for: survival skiing. I pushed off preparing for the worst.
Following Rob, we jumped every mound of snow, sucked up our knees over every
stream crossing, and flew. Before I knew it, the wind was hitting my teeth and
what do you know, I was having fun! Survival skiing on Mousilake = fun!
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