Yesterday, I made an impromptu drive to Glendhu Bay with some friends just to look at the view. We sat, skipped rocks into the lake, considered the season yet to come, and generally contemplated the astonishing beauty around us. It was like a mini-vacation, and for a few moments we forgot about the waiting game and were able to enjoy the company and our surroundings in the simplest way possible. The question remains: in the Southern Hemisphere, should I be doing my snow dance backwards?
How many seasons are there? That depends. As an alpine ski professional I have only two: on and off season. Welcome to my blog and keep in touch!
Sunday, July 3, 2011
While We're Waiting
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