Early in the week we had hockey practice and it just happened to coincide with a winter storm that came through. Normally this is not a huge deal but for whatever reason it snowed in the early part of the evening and then turned into freezing rain later that night. This is a bummer because it not only made driving precarious, but it was turning all the beautiful snow into ice. Getting home after practice took much longer than usual because paranoid dad tends to over-compensate under poor driving conditions.
The next morning when we were heading off to school, the conditions were icy but also slushy because the crazy weather was doing another about-face and warming up. By lunch time it was 40+ degrees outside, which actually bode well for us because we were going to hit the slopes that afternoon and I was hoping the warmer weather would break up the ice. I met mom to get N, picked up some lunch, and went and got A. By the time we got to the hill it was pretty toasty warm out there, and the snow was just right. The first time skiing soft snow can be a challenge, but I thought it was just right. We had a blast, and I would go as far as to say it was the best day of skiing all season, at least for me.
We just got his with another storm and I heard that we'll get even more this weekend. This could make for fun skiing next week, but it's best not to look too far into the future, because when it comes to weather in New England, you just never know what to expect.
Until the next time, thanks for reading, and thanks to ewerdenigg for the pic.