Patrolling yesterday felt GOOD. Blue skies, sunshine and temps in the mid 40s - perfection.
I saw a lot of the blue sky yesterday, from a prone position on the snow. My excitement, combined with rusty skills, turned me into an unwilling acrobat several times.
This morning, muscles I forgot I had are SCREAMING with every move I make.
The familiarity of the hill, seeing old friends and meeting new, it felt GOOD to be home again.