On Tuesday we loaded up and drove two hours to Bristol Mountain. Seth and Roland had gone last year, but it was my maiden voyage and we had a blast. You take for granted that Dry Hill is just a hill and that you get very little exercise in the minute it takes you to get to the bottom. At Bristol is takes much longer and by the end of the day my legs were shot. It was the best day and despite the cold and windy temps we really enjoyed every minute of it.
Seth skies like a little dream and has no problem keeping up with us. He even took us down a black diamond.
Just a few more trails than Dry Hill.
Our tired boy at the end of 5 hours of skiing.
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What fun!!! :)
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