April 3rd, 2014
6:00 p.m.
I look out the window to see large snowflakes falling and accumulating on the ground below me.
The first snowstorm of April awaits us.
I could barely contain myself enough to get good rest that night.
Getting a “powder day” in Minnesota seems more rare than finding a needle in haystack.
April 4th, 2014
8:00 a.m.
Despite my exhausted body, I perk up to the sound of my alarm.
10 inches overnight, this means powder.
Seeing that we got pounded on snow overnight, the roads were pretty awful.
About three miles from the resort, we hit ice on a county road and slid into a ditch.
Some Good Samaritan offered to help us out!
Instead we indulged in slushy, heavy snow, and some tow rope laps.
That’s what the Midwest is for anyways.
Probably the only really good part of the day was playing with these Huskies we found
3:30 p.m.
I can’t say I had an entirely bad day, because fun spring skiing was had.
However, the misfortune that accumulated due to the series of unfortunate events was a little bit ridiculous.
By morning the next day I went off and found my skis (!!!!
), and the luck turned tables for the remainder of the weekend.
Have you had days too ugly to be true?
