Skiing has finally happened

Went out to Buckhill today, for about 1.5 hours. Brrr! I got there and then realized that I had forgotten my ski poles. DUH. It's been awhile since I went poleless and didn't quite trust my sense of balance, so I rented some for $5. The lift ticket was cheap, the runs were ridiculously easy (and that's not me being arrogant, it's just a small hill with 2 black diamonds that are blue squares on any other mountain) and I made it back without freezing to death. I guess it was only 0 degrees outside. Was hard to pass up skiing on 18 inches of fresh snow on a Sunday night, even though our friends talked me out of going earlier in exchange for dinner.