Breckenridge, Day 2

Another night of snow made for another great day of skiing.  By the time I got up on Day 2, Breck had had 26 inches of snow in 24 hours!

 Can you find the Suburban?

I spent the morning teaching Letter J some of the basics, and he made lots of progress.  We broke for lunch, and I finished out the afternoon skiing a handful of great runs on Peak 9.

While I was out bombing nearly blindly down mogul runs in the white-out snow, Dad and D were running errands and getting dinner ready - a Cajun feast of andouille gumbo with Anasazi beans and some hearty slices of cornbread.

So unfortunately for you, dear readers, my many hours on the slopes leave not a lot to write about.