We've been receiving a few snow showers and squalls recently. It's almost May! Normally, this would mean getting excited for transitioning from roller skis to rock skis to race skis, but now I'm not sure how to view it. Skiing every month sounds appealing, but then again maybe its the travel and adventure of new, higher places that drives summer slush bashes and sun cup squashes.
Our climate is obviously changing, but how? Another Irene would bring some nice kayaking, but at the same time destroy houses, crops, and riverbeds. How would I feel skiing if I knew someone's livelihood had just been destroyed by a late frost?
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