
Woke up at the ungodly hour of 3am to get ready for a day trip to Bethel, ME. Earlier this week, Raf had sent out and e-mail to see if anybody wanted to join him for the last ski trip of the season. Tempting us with photos from that day's snowfall, Jo and I immediately hopped on board. The agreement was that Raf would drive there and back, and Jo and I would sleep in the car the entire way there, and most likely, the entire drive back.

Conditions were wonderful, and we got a good six hours of skiing in before our tired, aching bodies begged us to stop. And when we finally got back into the car, sleep was all we could think of.
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