circling the wagons

last day in new hampshire was pretty epic. up early for breakfast with the family, then the drive up to bretton woods. stuck to main roads since i knew they'd be clear... west side road to 16 through intervale then across 302. went by attitash and it was packed.

got to bretton woods around 10:30. left my hard gear in brooklyn so i had to rent. finally got up the lift and got my first run in of the year. i hated my boots and the board was too small... made it tough to deal with the lack of coverage and natural hits, but felt great anyway. mountain was mobbed by skiiers and families, as usual, but i got a ton of runs in since i was alone. took a quick break for a slim jim and went up for more. right after i headed down i got cut off by a skiier and fell hard on my back. packed it in.

kept going west on 302, towards cannon. cannon was open, but bare, but imposing as ever. by far my favorite mountain when there's brand new snow. hit 93 and went by the old man in the mountain, or where he used to be. made me sad. my parents used to take me up there when i was young.

stopped off for lunch at truant's in woodstock. used to eat there years ago when i live at loon. was as good as i remember.

made it home to wakefield in time for dinner. my mom was making pizza and pasta and invited my aunt and uncles over. adam came too. we all got full and some of us got a little drunk. i feel asleep at 10.

got up early and took my dad's yoga class. he's got a new studio that he teaches out of and it was good to see the new digs. fancy. we did mostly leg work and it helped because i am hurting from riding.

had brunch with my aunt and adam, spent the rest of today in pjs, eating and getting ready for the week. finally watched the pats get smoked and my dad put up the tree for the first time in years.

need to be up early, get a jump on things.