A dang Zippatity-do-da-day early at Song.
There was even a few chair line sometimes. Lots of folks had bought the wicket ticket.
Things softened as the sun got higher. We quit skiing around noon thirty..
I asked the the usual suspects if this is what heaven is like after a dozen runs (Bali, Chopsticks, Ottos).
They both hoped so.
Might go back in the morning for some more fun.
We discussed corn season plans.
It’s coming.