Home for the holidays.
First thing I wanted to do was ski.
Then we went skiing and I realized that I don't know how to ski anymore.
At least that is what it felt like.
The confidence was missing.
I didn't trust myself.
I guess I shouldn't have been surprised.
Skiing five times a year compared to five times a week makes a difference.
On a more positive note:
The sun was shining.
The snow was perfect.
I love these mountains.
I'm getting a season pass next year.
Then I have to come back.
