My ski this morning was a test of mental anguish. After hearing reports that it was not to bad on the golf course I went out. What I found were conditions that reminded me of skiing the south side of peak 10 after the sun baked it for a week. The work out came from trying to not go down on hard ice. Snow is falling to the north and the family and I have plans to head to the twin cities in a few weeks, that will allow me to give some of their trails a shot. So I guess it is back to riding in place until we get some measurable snow fall.