Today was one of these days, sunny outside, booring inside at the motel.
I took the bus to Breck.
While waiting I found myself standing in this wonderful scenery.
Warm and sunny mid-January.
It’s pretty amazing what they have managed to put up in this small slope.
Bottom’s first, bunch of rails after two mellow jumps in a row.
Last jump, funny!
5th jump of a total 6 in the medium line.
The section in between the two jump lines.
Bunch of rails and boxes again.
As you might understand, 5 hours in this park is not like an average Norwegian or European park.
Middle-jump, fun too.
It’s bad when it comes to days like this.
My body just said no today.
Strike three right there.
I called it a day after two hours of failure.
Tomorrow is, wether I like it or not, a day off.
Going to Silverthorne to check out the Nike factory outlet, and maybe to the gym?
Need to maintain the rest of what is called muscles.
Skiing really takes the toll on your body, and I am not thinking of just let it expire.
