It seems like our best ski days are always in December. We get that early snow storm and a blast of cold weather: For a week or two we are skiing every day. Then we have the January drought and the February thaw. Pretty soon everybody is dreaming of spring. Anyway, December 2016 has been no exception. We had the snow and the cold weather. Yesterday afternoon I set a track at Five Mile. I brought VSO up at dusk. I showed her the track, then sat by the fire with a small flask of red wine. She joined me later and—after spilling most of the wine—we talked about how winter was best between 20 and 30. Fahrenheit, that is.
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