It's been hard to come by a few consecutive free hours lately so instead of driving the horribly long 30 minutes to the canyon, we've settled on the 5 min drive to the foothills (if only they held snow all year). The wonderful storm from last weekend left just enough behind the U to entice Andy and I to head out right from work. Alone, the novelty of skiing directly from the car to the door of work made it worth it but combine with rocks, bushes, and breakable crust it was truly enjoyable.
|Andy avoiding a number of hazards|
|Ugly turns amongst the grass and rocks|
|Literally skiing to the door|