Note
Linked up with Graham for some skiing on an exceptionally nice day--full sun, with seasonal temps that felt mild compared to the past week or so. I knew about where to look for him and he had gotten started before I did. I was headed up a pretty decent hill when I heard something behind me, and then Graham blew by me, double poling, but then extending one pole out to me as a lifeline, so he could help tug me up the the rest of the hill. When we crested, he stopped so I could catch my breath--so nice of him--and then, seeing my exhausted state, he took pity on me and tossed me a few Gu's which I quickly tore open and consumed. The I was ready to resume at skiing.
At that point in time, I had been skiing for exactly 4 minutes and 53 seconds.
Lots of skiers, snow bikers, and many snow shoers were out enjoying the most pleasant day.
After skiing with Graham for about an hour and half, I switched over and ran snow trails for something a bit longer than that. So fine!