Spring.

Spring.

Today, March 22nd, is the 3rd day of spring. The equinox has equinoxed, and we're headed towards the end of the ski season.

Spring means the trees bud, the flowers bloom, and everything turns green. Except that everything stays green all winter here in the verdant Northwest. For a lot of folks, spring means gardening and cleaning. I say bah to that--spring is the best time to ski. Besides, there's plenty of days to do that stuff after ski season ends. Moreover, for those of us that are dedicated, we never regret a day of skiing, we never think twice about blowing off those "real world" responsibilities. Hell, we don't even consider the opportunity costs! The value of a day spent skiing is way more than anything I could possibly think of to do at home.

That said, it was raining in town yesterday, so we weenied out. It may not have been the best call; word on the lift was that it didn't rain at The Pass and it was partly sunny and warm all day. Warm. Warm is what comes with spring. Warm is generally bad if it also involves cold. The freeze-thaw cycle can be great for skiing--as long as you are hitting the thaw part of the cycle and not the freeze.

Today we left at 11:45 and arrived a little after 1. I wasn't sure if we should have gone earlier or not. By the time we got there it was snowing... hard. So much for spring!

That's ok with us, we'll take a few more days of winter. It is only, one of four seasons after all.

We got a few runs in, but it was a pretty short day. However, a short day skiing is better than a long day just about anywhere else.

We're watching the weather closely to decide whether to go again tomorrow.