Uncle Fred and Aunt Vicki took their annual trip to Copper Mountain. My aunt Ellen and I joined them for a few days. At Copper I snowboarded on Friday and Saturday; unbelievably it was the first time I had been up this season. I was curious how bad I might have been since it had been a year, but I hadn't forgotten anything and didn't fall down once. I still was wearing my volleyball kneepads though just in case. Joan drove up on Saturday and joined us for dinner at the Blue Spruce Inn.
On Sunday, we tried classic cross-country skiing at the Nordic Center in Frisco. I really enjoyed the cross-country skiing and would definitely do it again. The boots are comfortable compared to ski boots (they lace up and only come to your ankles). And the skis are smaller and light-weight compared to downhills skis. It's an excellent workout; you pretty much can follow the tracks (see the tracks in right-hand corner of the picture with Ellen and Vicki ahead of me). There is also something called 'skating' that looks like someone on rollerblades.You can also see the skating tracks on the main center part of the trail.
