Somewhere along the way we got the bright idea of skiing in jeans and flannel for our last day of the season... there was little debate about whether or not this was a good idea, but rather, what flannel to wear and how do we better spread the word of this. As it turned out, Steve wore flannel with a pair of carharts (which are jeans I think...they counted in my book), Shadle wore a Canadian tuxedo, Rachael and Sean both sported jeans with flannel and Micah came in regular boarding apparel (which actually looked worse than jeans/flannel) so we made him wear a poncho to compensate for his lack of enthusaim.
For whatever reason, I decided to pull out a wild card. I dug out my charcoal colored wool suit, complete with tacky tie, and suited up...literally. The only thing that remained was some BRIGHT orange boots. The entire ensemble looked absolutely ridiculous. This day was going to kick ass!
picture pit stop for Mt. Index (left) and Mt. Persis (right)
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I was gettin fancy with my pictures
oh my god, there it is...Magnum...it's beautiful
shadle was showing us how to ski
gettin some hang time
look ma, no hand(s)
this outfit got three comments...and lots of looks
1. aren't you late for your job
2. which way to the wedding
3. woah! my friends weren't kidding, there is a guy in a suit
and just when it looked like the awesomeness of the day had passed, I caught up with this dude
after the lifts had closed we found out that the the road was shut down due to an avalanche...so shadle resorted to sour cream to pass the time
