We skied about 3 miles to a little bridge that marks a good turn-around point and stopped for lunch:
Unusually for Ellie (considering her chubbiness), she was shivering while we were stopped, so I took out my extra fleece and put it on her:
And after I finished eating, I put her on my lap and tried to warm her up while my butt went numb in the snow:
Paddington found Arrelaine's sandwich quite enticing, and made an effort to steal a bite while Arrelaine was looking the other way:
Then Arrelaine adjusted her rental ski boots and we headed back to the car.
On the way back down to Boulder, although almost everyone on the road had 4WD and it had stopped snowing, we went the whole 18 miles doing only 25mph, and even though I was just coasting along, a D-bag in an Audi tried to get me to rear-end him, so that was exciting.
Good night, good luck, win awards.
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