Bluebird Sunshine

Since leaving the Midwest, things have really changed for the GRP boys. Now I am not saying I don’t miss the land of hot dish, the Packers, “ho-dee-doh” and “you bet your bippy”, but the west has a slightly different flavor. Our first weekend of racing, west of the Rockies brought us to Ketchum, home of elk, bluebird skies, about 6 feet of beautiful, perfect, fluffy powder, the best burrito I have ever had and the Boulder Mountain Tour.

Sun Valley Sunshine

After arriving in Sun Valley, we went for the first ski of the year consisting of entirely natural snow. What a nice change! Skiing for 10, 20, 30+ Km without crossing your tracks of making a loop was pretty sweet! The snow was basically perfect everyday, as was the weather, consistently 30 degrees and bluebird, EVERY-SINGLE-DAY.

A taste of that western climate and trails

For those of you in the east unfamiliar with phenomenon, we occasionally will experience this in March or April for a few awesome days. Out here the Sun Gods have really been following us and it is NICE. But as a die-hard easterner, I still maintain that I would definitly, eventually, most-likely get sick of perfect weather every day, at least I think that I would….