days like Saturday are why I love it here, why I'll never* leave.
as we drove over the pass, the crisp blueness of the sky made me sigh. it was perfect. the fluffy newly fallen snow. the jagged rocks. the unreal color of the sky.
and as we got to the top of the mountain. I looked over the mountains surrounding us. my breathe caught. and it wasn't just the altitude.
this place brings back memories. of the guys I skied with in high school. of ex-boyfriends. of wonderful friends. of my siblings and I all skiing together.
it had been too long since I'd been to A-Basin. and now I can't imagine what has kept me away. it's small, not a resort. the people are my kind of people. it's laid back. easy-going. comfortable.
after making some runs, even nearly fresh tracks on the east wall, we decided to head down to the beach. we met up with friends and enjoyed the beach party atmosphere. dogs playing in the snow. friends relaxing in chairs. enjoying beers and laughter.
then it was time to head back. we stopped at a quaint deli in a small mountain town for lunch. once back in the city, the weather was beautiful. sunny. very warm.
I took TheDog for a nice long walk. then headed to a friend's birthday fiesta. perfect weather to sit on the patio and drink tasty margaritas surrounded by good friends.
perfect day. great friends. springtime in Colorado.
* I know, never say never. but days like Saturday make it difficult for me to imagine living anywhere else.