Going Soft...

The Selkirks, in North Idaho, as seen from Quartz Mtn. here in the People's Socialist Republic of Washington.

Talk about becoming everything you despise in one day. Here I am, swilling coffee and pondering the joys of frosbite versus the comfort of sitting in front of the stove. The skis are waxed. I want to ski. The weather? 10F, dropping fast...and the wind is howling.

Should I stay or should I go...?