While hanging around, I mentioned that there was a huge storm due to hit the Sierras and how I grew up in a ski town, and how much I missed skiing while living at the beach.
Turns out Jesse grew up in a ski town too, and we decided right then and there to hop in his old Subaru and drive right into the middle of the storm which ended up dropping over 7 meters of snow in a week.
Who would have thought, 10 years later we’d be skiing in the Alps together.
After we picked up Simon and loaded up on coffee and croissants, we were on our way south, through the longest tunnel in the world, to Italy.
We had a long flat skin ahead of us before we could even start to gain much elevation.
Simon charged ahead effortlessly breaking trail. We had come here for more than just the great food and good hospitality.
Simon
13th October 2022
Johannes
30th December 2019
Justus
27th January 2019