Sunday, December 26, 2010

Christmas Day Snow Angels

So, we came back to Denver to enjoy the mountains, the seasons, the snow... What snow? This has been the dryest winter in 15 years, which is incidentally the year we left... It's been snowing in the mountains but nothing in Denver. It passes right over us and lands in Kansas. What's up with that?
On my quest to make a snow angel, Robert and I decided to go to the snow, as it would not come to us.
We made a plan to go to the mountains on Christmas day.

After opening presents at home and making thank you phone calls to France, we enjoyed a delicious Brunch at Darin and Bernadette's, and then we headed for the mountains.
Norm had told us the snow stopped at Georgetown. We drove through a dry Georgetown, and through the tunnel over to Officer's Gulch to make our mark. We saw a couple of Bighorn Sheeps grazing on the side of the road, but unfortunately I wasn't fast enough to take a picture.
Finally, snow.



Robert was first to dig in, thigh high in snow.


He dropped on his back and swam around, screaming like a little girl: "It's cold! it's cold! Take the freaking picture!"


His jacket had come up during his fall back, and snow was touching his lower back. And his pants went up the legs exposing his bare calves to the snow as well. Ah youth... unprepared...   
He didn't leave behind much, but a big mess of snow.


After all these years in Wisconsin snow, I expected more...

Equiped with my brand new snow boots (Christmas present from my sister), thick socks, 4 layers on top, a jacket , hood and a scarf, I was ready. We walked a little further for a new untouched blanket of snow.

Knee deep in snow,



I approached my targetted area, faced the camera and dropped.



Batting around like a crazy woman, and laughing my head out, I left my mark.



Isn't this a beautiful snow angel?

Not me, the snow...


                                                   Now that's a happy face!

We enjoyed some sharp cheddar cheese in the car, gift from Aunt Kathy of course, and headed on to check out Copper Mountain, where we may come back to ski in a few weeks.



Nice little ski station. We almost hit a car because of black ice, and decided to head back home.

We also drove by a beautiful frozen waterfall.

It only took about an hour from our Jeans to dry out in the car.
We definitevely have to buy some real ski pants for our next snow adventure.
And maybe some gloves too.


                                         Merry Christmas and Happy New Year everyone!