Ice is Nice

I debated Saturday night whether to spend Super Bowl Sunday on a ski tour around Bunsen Peak in Yellowstone (wouldn’t be able to take Zaydee) or ski near Chico Hot Springs with Zaydee and include a soak afterwards. I woke early feeling a bug in my bones and knew I had to cancel ski plans with my girlfriend to hunker down in my cozy cabin while snowflakes fell big as cotton balls. Seems like everyone around me has been sick and alas – finally – I succumbed.



BUT – being ill has its little blessings. Sipping tea, I talked for 2 hours by phone with my dear friend Wynn in Nashville. After weeks of phone tag my couch time allowed talk time. I read a book – what shouldn’t be but seems to have become a luxury in my busy world. I looked up some artists who inspire me on the internet to see their new creations. I soaked in my beloved claw foot tub. I slept.




Luckily a few days before the bug I enjoyed a relatively warm day playing on ice with friends and have a few pictures to share.

























Cool amphitheater of ice at Big Sky.

The extra bulge in my coat is a warm pair of fat gloves...

Climbing behind frozen falls is fun and challenging...