Every year around this time I get lusty. For ski season that is. The nights have been cold in Canmore lately and after a rather frosty trip into the Valhallas last week the worm is turning and I cant help but think of winter things and the encompassing magic that is sure to come. Around October when the nights get longer and the cold runs into the bones I like to pull out the maps and guidebooks, pour a nice scotch and dive into it with stoke on the brain and endless adventure at the fingertips. I cant wait.
Rogers Pass, 2008.
Here is to warm fireplaces, winter storms, snowy roads and powder snow.
Hope all is well friends.
1 comment:
Dear. God. NO! Lets not think of trading our flip flops for anything just yet.
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