This winter I decided to do something different, something unexpected . . . I got a job.

For the first winter in my entire life I committed to working. And not a ski industry job, a full time office job in Calgary. I've had some FOMO be sure, but I really shouldn't complain and here's one reason why.

My friends and I have been going to Rogers Pass in February for 5 years and this year was no exception. I couldn't get the time off work to go on the annual trip to Asulkan and that was just not acceptable. So I did what any pow craving (former?) dirtbag would do. I got off work at 5, gave a ride to rad girl to Golden and made it to Rogers Pass at 10pm. My friends were already up there, bragging about skiing Forever Young. I got my gear together and by 10:30 was on the trail. The moon was bring enough that I didn't need a headlamp and it was just me, my thoughts and the moon for a few hours. I arrived at 1am to a quiet hut, my friend George welcomed me in the door. After a beer it was off to bed, the storm was rolling in tonight. 

The next morning I woke up and made the calll. "Hi ___. I came down with something last night and don't think I'll make it into work today, feeling pretty sick." 

FREEdom! I felt pretty SICK all weekend actually. It snowed and blowed Friday, snowed more Saturday and Sunday, under the weather indeed.

Cough Cough, having a hard time breathing.

Hard to see and focus, just blurry and white.

the only cure is more BACON!!

The skiing was great, keeping things in the trees and out of harm's way. Somehow the moon came out, the winds died down and we celebrated our friends birthday with fireworks and a moonlit pow run

Pretty amazing way to spend the weekend. And just when I thought it might be over and time to head back to Calgary I caught another group of friends and did a victory lap up Glacier Crest.

Thats what I'd call a sick weekend. Bring on the next one, I think this cold is coming back.