Ouch! Gravel will bite every time

Have you ever had that guilty feeling, when you’ve talked a friend into getting involved in a new sport … and they get hurt? Badly.

I’ve put the ‘real’ photo of the damage at the end of this post, to spare the weak of stomach. This is what my friends wife - a retired RN -  had to say about it all:

The guy in the bed will spend tonight and tomorrow night in St. Mary’s. Yes, she is trying to strangle him.

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Monday Musings: April 19, 2010

How cool is it to end the ski season with a champagne toast in the lodge, after an epic … I mean EPIC day on the slopes as Mt. Rose closes for the season?

That’s me and ski buddy, Shelly.

Yes, it’s just that cool. We were not only wowed by the usual ‘scenary’ from the top of Mt Rose today, but by all the gracefully circling parasailers and hang gliders. Awesome!

For a ‘local’ ski area that is barely a 30 minute drive from my house in Reno, to stand on a majestic 10,776 ft. peak with great snow, overlooking miles of mountain ranges and Washoe Lake, while hang gliders land right there in front of you … well, it doesn’t get much better.

Now, you know why we live here, since it obviously isn’t for the, uh, political climate.

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