Today I attended the second session of my Church - the 1st Church of Crom - Sermon of the Sunday Morning Turns.
Probably had one of the purest hour on skis that I've had in a while. Snow was perfect the air, bitingly cold (it was 7 when I awoke), the sky... well, you can see the sky, that perfect blue / purple.
It was, I might say, spiritual.
Hell, they've only got two runs open... I hope I can get a morning like this when they have all 155 open.
I love winter.
Crazed American, out.
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