Some people think I’m crazy. Actually, I think most people think I’m crazy. Even here, in a town full of ski-crazed inhabitants, nearly everyone shake’s their head in wonder and disbelief when they find out I’m still skiing. Thankfully, I have a husband who likes it just as much as me.
On Saturday we set our initial sites on Axtell. Being the day after a storm that came in with a lot of wind, we decided to try to stay below treeline. As we drove out the Kebler Pass road, we quickly realized that the snow-bridge that had given skiers easy access to Axtell the week before was now melted. This doesn’t mean Axtell is impossible to ski. But, it certainly makes it harder to access- more difficult than we wanted to deal with for something like Axtell. So, we decided on a back-up plan– to “backcountry ski” at ski area we would go.
Frank wished the T-bar was still running.

The scenery was beatified with a touch of the new snow.


























