This winter has been pretty crappy, with little snow, and a lot of rain on the mountains. When we arrived at the snow park Friday night, there was barely three feet of snow on the ground (compare that to nearly 8 ft last year!). We crashed in the van and woke up to a fresh 5 inches of snow, yeah! We picked the right weekend, for sure.
Here's a shot as we crossed a small lake
Matt coming around a bend, looking happy to be outside!
We set up camp a little before sunset, so we could try to catch a glimpse of Three Finger Jack at sunset (and ski for a bit without our heavy packs). Making camp is my favorite part of any trip, since it means sculpting out a bench and table out of snow, then making hot totties in the new "kitchen". mmmm.
Matt and I looking good while breaking trail in almost a foot of new powder. Another 8 inches of snow fell Saturday night, and our tracks were completely covered by morning.
Made it!
Happy St. Valentine's Day!
UPDATE: We left Günter at home, since it was a romantic weekend getaway. He's a good sport though, he even did the dishes while we were gone!

Very cute you guys. Ahhhh...childlessness....those were the days. Julian is finally becoming more of a sport about our adventures:) If there is ever a #2, the universe owes us a mellow little kidlet.
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