Christmas in the park

This is my wife's first holiday season without her mother, who played a such large role in her holiday activities.  I knew this would difficult for her (after all, she's still struggling to come to terms with the loss of our daughter four years ago), so I suggested that we consider going away for Christmas.  We did some searching, and found a deal on a condo rental in Winter Park, Colorado, and built a ski vacation around that.

We headed to the airport yesterday afternoon, and arrived at our condo late last night, after a delay on our flight to Denver and a tight connection to our shuttle.  I didn't sleep well last night, probably because of the altitude, which is typical when we come out to Colorado.  Apparently no one else was in a rush to hit the slopes this morning, as we didn't get on the snow until almost 10am.

It snowed all day, giving us great powder conditions all over the mountain.  However, the wind picked up as the day went on, and by the end of the afternoon, it was blasting us and blowing the snow around, seriously reducing visibility.  For all the skiing we did, we barely scratched the surface of what this resort has to offer, and I'm looking forward to exploring more.