At 9am, my brother and I were picked up by my brother's friend Ted and his dad. We went to Woodland, picked up a friend of Teds, and then drove two hours to Boreal for a day of skiing. It was packed when we got there, and getting lift tickets and equipment took forever. We started skiing at about noon.

Boreal is much smaller than Sugar Bowl, the place my brother and I went about a year ago.

The four of us warmed up with a few runs down the green runs, and then progressed into a few blue runs. Ted's friend had a hard time slowing down and stopping (intentionally without crashing), so we didn't do many blue runs as a group. My brother and I split off a few times for some blue runs, but we ended the day doing a few greens together, which was fun.

We stopped skiing and left about about 6pm, and had dinner at hometown buffet in citrus heights. We finally arrived home at around 9pm.

Praise God for nature.