As I write this evening the wind is howling round the house. This afternoon it was howling round us, on the slopes at Willard Mountain. Woahh, it was cold up there today.
In addition to the wind chill, and the fact that it was just plain old cold anyway, they were making lots of snow. Everytime you skied past the snow-makers it was like getting sandblasted.
We kept going as best we could, but it wasn't the most enjoyable day's skiing and we all came away with frozen toes and fingers. It's a shame, as it was our last official day there for this season. Still, we really did enjoy our plates of fries back in the hut.
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