The Basin rules...

The East Wall has our back. Cort and Stu, day 21.

Squeeeeeeeeee!!! ~ 13 year old girl

Day twenty-one was a blast. Cort and I headed up to the Basin for some slopeside office action and we just kinda cruised for a few hours on really decent snow. I did one run down the Spine for good measure and it, and the Rock Garden, were just dreamy. Yes, I have turned into a 12 year old girl. Well... 13.

I have mixed feelings about this.

I also got my run on again yesterday and man it hurt. I think that I need some new psoas muscles. They are trashed. I sense a visit to Mark Plaatjes in my near future. In any event, I did spin laps on the mini-track at the gym for about 42 minutes. 5 miles. Not too shabby but it was pretty ugly. Contradiction? Yes. But I am the boss of this blog so put that in your pipe and smoke it*.

Anyway, the wind has finally calmed down a bit. I tried to shoot some video of the wackiness yesterday without much success but let me tell you, it was howlin'. Like um... some sort of moon-crazed animal. A marmot or some damned thing.

Okay, that is all for now. Don't do anything I wouldn't do.

~stubert.

*[Ed. - Neither the author of this blog nor its affiliates condones the smoking of non-prescription adjectives, adverbs or other assorted modifiers. If you are starting a smoking-related exercise program, please consult your physician.]