We drove out to Treble Cone, the local ski area, to check on conditions.
We took a wrong turn and ended up next to a herd of reindeer.
The gravel road up to the ski slopes.
It’s gorgeous out in this part of the world.
Random sheep.
Ski slope in sight!
Somewhere down there is a lake.
This is where Kristen and I thought “yeah… this is pretty weaksauce spring skiing conditions.”
Looking down into the valleys below.
