Well, as you can infer from the fact that I posted this week, I didn't get eaten by bears on the cross-country ski trip in Yosemite. Nor did I get the opportunity to offer my sister-in-law as an amuse bouche. Though upon reflection I might have offered her fiance instead. He was sick with a fever (what a trooper!) and had to lay down on the track every mile or so to recuperate. So, in the interest of science I should have given him to the bears, you know, survival of the fittest and everything.
Anyhoo, the trip was fun, even if we were exercising.
Here's a group photo:
And here's where we stayed at night:
(Luckily we are all very short.)
And here's the view that made the 20 miles totally worth it:
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