While everyone is loving spring, I feel ski season slipping away.
Last run this weekend? Could be.
Aiming at Targhee for their closing shenanigans next weekend, but we'll see.
Sun Valley might end up opening as well as closing for us this year.
But spring, for me, that's melting snow, sunshine on ice, wet shoes and bicycles finally coming out of hibernation. People around here seem to associate spring with shit being all green and growing and blossoming and whatnot. I'd call that summer. But that's just me.
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