Five years ago, I think I broke a rib at Brighton. Check that story out here. After that night, I vowed to never return to the Brighton Ski Resort. Strange how five years and free lift passes can really change your attitude about something.
A few weeks ago, Robyn and Joe scored some free lift passes off of our uncle Steve, who "works" on the ski patrol at Brighton. Subsequently, we went skiing (Robyn, Joe, Anne, and me).
No broken ribs, so I can't complain. Actually, it was really fun. If I'm lucky, I'll go one more time before the season ends.
4 comments:
Looks like fun! I've never skied so I wouldn't know and a broken rib would definitely stop me!
I think it's safe to say I'll never go NIGHT skiing again!
My grandparents have a cabin up there. It's brown and yellow right across from that big one in the middle of one of the runs. I haven't been up there skiing in years! Free lift passes would definitely help though. :) Glad you had fun and didn't get hurt!
I feel so left out...boo-hoo-hoo! Hey! You look dang good in your ski gear, baby!
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