Corn!

Spring is here: Campus is littered with goggle tans, the bikes have come out of the garage, and the resorts are closing. It's time for the "second season", that lovely time of year when skiing in shirtsleeves and wearing sunblock are mandatory. Kerstin, Kassy and I went out to Beehive yesterday for our traditional Sunday Sabbath in the Church of The White Dome and did some beacon drills (find your buddy, not an Easter egg) and skied some lovely, silky, velvety corn.

Skiing is like a drug that you try to get your friends addicted to. Here's Kassy, I think we might have her hooked.
Kerstin decided to try the telemark thing today, I think there's potential here. But for goodness sake, shorten those poles!
Unfortunately, telemarking is difficult. Half the binding, twice the work. Just ask Kerstin.
Here I am, enjoying the heck out of spring in Montana and avoiding sketchy pockets of snow like the one that broke on the opposite slope.
Oh, it's fun.
This was just a fun trip into the mountains for a little beacon practice and some sun. There were no objectives, just nice skiing. We'll keep milking the snow until its gone.