The little boy that could
I managed to make myself incredibly tired by forcing myself to have too much fun. It started out with Jeff asking me if I would like to adventure out to Sunshine for a day of gravity fed entertainment. I was holding out at first because I knew I had more engagements later in the weekend, but was easily rubber-armed into going. Jeff and I had a good deal of fun, taking on the slopes of Goat's Eye, as well as some frantic runs down the face of the divide. I had a blast rifting through the trees, and finding the deep powder.
The problem was the next day I was attending a course on Back Country Snowboarding put on the by University's out door club. On any given day I would have ripped the mountain up, but given that I had just ridden the day before, I was starting a little slower than usual. I also figured out that I would much rather have a helicopter fly my to the deep powder, rather than have to hump it up the hill for a couple hours for a nice 10 minute ride. Either way I snapped some photos to remember the occasion, and have figured out that the money spent on a lift ticket isn't as high as I first thought.
