it seemed like a good idea....

...to load up our skis and snowmobiles and head into the mountains for some late-season skiing. Such a good idea, that we raced around packing at 8pm last night and headed out of town for the pine pass. There were 5 of us (Jeff, Brett, Eric, Cole and I) and we were determined to get in some turns while there was still snow up high. We drove the 2.5 hours to the pine pass, then up up up and old logging road until we came to a fork and decided to wait until morning so that we could see which way to go. We unloaded Cole's sled and all 5 of us cozied up on his deck for the night. It was a pretty restless night, but great to be out under the stars and full moon. We woke up at 6, giddy about skiing on such a bluebird day. But fate was against us. We headed further up the road to where the snow got too deep to continue and started to get the snowmobiles off and ready to go. Cole's, which ran just fine about 10 minutes earlier, wouldn't start. We (no, they, really) tried everything, and it just wouldn't go. We looked longingly at the snowy mountain and angrily at the snow machine and decided we might as well just head home while it was still early enough to do something else. But not before having a little fun trying to get Cole's truck stuck in the snow. When we finally got down to the highway in our truck, we found Cole parked on the side of the road and looking under the hood. First the snowmobile and then the truck....there was a big hole in his new radiator. A few minutes and a quick fix later and we were on our way again - driving home in snowpants and jackets, with ski goggles on our heads on what could have been the ultimate ski day :(

Pics will come later, I can't seem to get them to load right now.