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Soon after I wrote my last post, a snow thrower came into our neighborhood, cleaning not only the primary access road by the street in front of our mountain retreat. Within a few minutes my family was dressed and ready to ski.

My brother-in-law and another guest, both of whom drove four-wheel-drive trucks this weekend had us happily on our way to the an entrance path to the top of one of the ski slopes. The driving was still a bit slippery and it was a good thing that our driver’s are patient men, as only one lane was open on the ski slope’s access road and we had to traverse through good sized snow piles that were on each side of the road.

We snapped on our skis and we were off! The three feet of fresh powder was just settling; the wind had died and the blowing snow of last night was not a problem, today. The air was crystal clear, the sun was shining, and the temperature was a perfect 26 degree Fahrenheit.

We split up, taking the trails and runs that best suited our individual skills, and we met up at the bottom of the mountain to share the lift back to the top. Up and down we went (the mountain, that is). None of us fell, the entire day (although, I twice demonstrated klutzy “tricks” a few times).

We returned to the vacation house  in time for a feast prepared by those who stayed in the house with the youngest children. Now, satiated and with a coffee by my side, I report that there’s never too much snow to go skiing.

There’s even better news. Our home town received three feet of snow, too. Many of the highways are passable, but the secondary roads are not yet plowed. I expect that my Monday classes will be canceled; we can all stay on the mountain an extra day! The only thing better than going on a ski vacation with family and friends is extending the vacation because of too much snow!