I love skiing. I love the smell of the trees in the snow; the sound of the snow crunching under my feet; the sound of skis and snowboards cutting across the snow; and, esepcially the smell of burgers and onions grilling during the lunch hour. The rest of my family feels the same way, so we drove up the winding road out of Vernon to reach the top of Silverstar mountain this morning. We didn’t ski today, but we will tomorrow–wooohoooo!!