Joe,
Sue, Ray, Chris, Jenette, Craig in the parking lot of Loveland Ski Area
on the trip up.
Here
comes the airplane, open the hanger and let it in.
The
Best Western Hotel room in Eagle where we all crashed.
John
Always carries the biggest pack, but that means he has the best goodies.
You
put your left knee in, you pull your left knee out...
You
put your right knee in, you pull your right knee out...
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You put both cheeks in, you pull both cheeks out...
You
put your whole head in and you shake it all about..
Sue
with the ridge of New York Mountain in the background.
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Joe catches some air at dusk with the Maroon Belles in the background.
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Chris catches his tails at dusk with the Maroon Belles in the background.
Ray
catches his balance??? at dusk with the Maroon Bells in the background.
Walk
up, with the Mount of the Holy Cross across the valley.
Chris
in the doorway of the Polar Star Inn.
John
and Janet skin up at the base of New York Mountain.
tracks
Sue
and Ray reach tree-line on the trail up New York Mountain.
Sue
is the little dot in the center. It really is a long walk back to the
top.
Sue
and Ray on the summit of New York with Fool's peak in the background.
Powder
flies as the sun sets over Snowmass.
White
on White.
Sue
finds some afternoon softserve in the last glade before White Quail
Gulch.
Sue
shows a little skin while skinning up at the bottom of the third glade.
Peek-a-Boo
Sue
camouflages pretty well.
There's
just miles and miles...
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and MILES of freshies...
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Ray at the bottom of the third glade.
