Anna and I had to leave skiing early on Saturday because of stomach cramps. Peter battled on through the weekend, eagerly returning for his fourth class on Sunday and coming home with a certificate and a black eye. He's got the scars to show his effort! Well done Peter! (He collided with a fence. They called it a draw.)
Here's Anna's collision with a pole. At least we didn't run into any of the wild clams that roams these backcountry trails, hungry for skiers. Signs warn of the KLÄMRISK.