Tuesday, March 06, 2007

And the north wind still blows...


Returning from a weekend full of old familiar faces and smiles, the ever constant Resurrection Bay wind threatened to nip my ears and nose as I walked along the coast, trying to remember what a fresh snowfall and sky full of snow flakes looks like. It's been over three weeks of this relentless cold high pressure system. Ben and I spent the last few days in our old stomping grounds of Girdwood. After watching the start of the Iditarod, which never fails to bring tears to my eyes, Ben and I danced the night away with fellow friends that came out of the woodwork for a telepalooza festival. The beer and high spirits were flowing like honey fresh from the comb. Then we beat off our hangover the next day with a five hour ski up to a mountain in the back of Girdwood valley with Jwax and his furry friend, Solars. The view made all the pain of inching our way up the mountain worth while. And last night I fell into the fast rhythm of the best cross country skiing I've found in years, complete with the vista of the setting sun. Keep checking the blog, because hopefully soon I'll get some pictures of all the recent travels and adventures posted.