As we roll into the next temporary phase of our life, we’re fighting an urge. Five months in Central America, ten months in South America, six months on the ranch, four months in Aspen, seven months on the AT… That’s a lot of rambling.
Our desire for permanence has grown. But between now and then, we we’ve got to strike while the iron is hot. Soon we’ll trade the plains for the mountains and hang our hat in Aspen Colorado, working a season in the snow. Stop by if you’re in the neighborhood.
Woo Hoo! Can’t wait!
looks cold! Yall know how to ski? I want to learn
We’re of the snowboarding variety and can’t wait to hit the slopes. Buttermilk mountain is prime for beginners, would love to see you out here!
Notes from the Ski Lodge?
A place where the beer flows like wine. Where beautiful women instinctively flock like the salmon of Capistrano.