I had a great ski trip today, to Table Mountain in North Battleford. It was such a nice day out, too.


I only wiped out once, and it was the last run of the day. T'was a fairly nasty spill, too. I went down a fairly steep slope, and tried to turn into a merge. My ski dug into the ground (or something like that), and I went flying. I tumbled a good few metres, and landed hard on my side. It took a while to get up, then more time to walk to the chalet. It hurts.