Interesting Experiences: Skiing
I really didn't understand dating. I thought I was supposed to marry a rich Jewish Doctor. Using skiing as a tool to thoroughly destroy my shoulder, I met seven doctors over the course of a week in Calgary. Didn't date or ski for many years. Granted, this is because none of the Doctors were female and broken bones were a sufficient reminder of the pain of relationships.
Here you see a recent return to the slopes. You can judge from the pictures where I spent most of my time. Actually, that's not true. This was a powder day and we were taking bigger risks. Like venturing out from the bunny hill.
Jumpin' Fallin' Rollin'