Well that's no big deal.
I used to ski.
Back in the day.
I can handle it.
And if I can't I will simply brag that I could. Once.
The idea is, if you can't ski very well, the hatcher pass road run is the perfect 'starting point'.
.....
Wow.. I was about to discover that little idea is way way wrong.
Here we are.. before I knew what the heck "skiing the road run" really means.
It wasn't a really big loss, these puppies were purchased for a steal of a deal at a ski swap.
and I have no clue if they are an off brand or not, they just made me feel important.
and athletic.
Here is Luke, he loved every minute of the day.
It was more exciting to see him get excited. :)
One of my favorite parts of the day:
Hitchhiking!
(You gotta hitchhike 'cuz it's not technically a ski hill, so no ski lifts.
It is just carved out of the mountainside by people who love this sort of thing)
Anyway, this is out of the back of the truck,
you can even see a tiny parking lot way at the bottom
filled with tiny cars.
Luke in the midst of hitchhiking..
A picture of the beautiful view at the start of the run..
Down in that valley is the town of Palmer :)
The town where Luke lives..
It's about a 25 minute drive to the pass.. just to get a feel for the distance
Back to town! Loved how the lights looked against the mountains in the distance..
Also loved being back in town, safe and sound.
All limbs still intact.
Maybe with some practice might try again.. :)
Maybe.






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