For the past twelve years, DH and I have been spending our winters on Mt. Hood as ski instructors. Each of the twelve years has been unique and I am never disappointed by what each day brings. Sure I have days when I just want to turn around and go home...and when I'm home there are days I look out my window longingly at the mountain and wonder why I'm not there. As each birthday passes, I wonder how much longer my muscles and bones will hold up. In these twelve years I've been subjected to bodily assaults by borders and skiers three times that I can remember, the worst yielded two staples in my scalp. I've vented on more than two riders for coming too close.
I'm posting some pictures of our "office" for your enjoyment. Come on up some day and see it in person.
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