I wager to say nothing is more adorable than this little ski bunny. Wifey is another person that has a fairly boring style. She just goes down the hill at her own pace. Never falls, never knocks anyone down, never embarrasses herself, simply enjoys the cool wind in her hair and the visions of bliss. One of these days I’ll get her up in a helicopter.
I finally got around to putting my videos together from the day of heli-skiing in Revelstoke, British Columbia. I am actually fairly happy with how this turned out. I am sure it is still ultra boring to anyone that is not me, or Wifey pretending to be interested because the law says it is her duty. I like it, and I am sure it stinks on YouTube. On 60 inches of 1080p high-def television it looks pretty amazing. If anyone does actually watch this, at least watch it in full screen in the higher quality. Or ask me to mail you a DVD.
Today is my final day of “Fun with Facial Hair Week”. It has been a delight, I think I looked amazing and would fit in perfectly in the 70’s.
You can take the cowboy out of the mountains, but you can’t take the mountains out of the cowboy. Apparently no matter how hard I try I just can’t stay away from the mountain-man activities. I had to saddle up yesterday and come to the rescue of Wife. She was stranded in the woods with 2 horsies and only 1 rider, which is where I come in. I jumped on and rode back to the barn. It was so powerful that it forced the sun to set at 1pm just so I could be riding off into the sunset. After that I performed my first act as a dying cowboy, started whittling away at my beard.