Nick!
A proud moment. I refrained from putting my foot on him as if he were some kind of African big game conquest. John and I rode to the ferry and back, 100km. John did it off the couch and suffered, but as usual gritted his teeth and soldiered on. This is about 30 seconds after we arrived back at our house. It's a proud moment as we're often trying to make each other physically suffer somehow. My time will come...
It's not often that one get to be the first passenger in a brand new helicopter. Michal, a coworker also got to be the first person to puke in it.
The boys, hamming it up with each other.
A glimpse into our snowpack. Look closely and you'll see a lot of avalanches. These layers are still reactive after a month and a half, hence the dead snowmobilers
Tobin reading a story to his toothbrush 'Racecar'
