From Boston to the 'Bel, winter marches on. The blonde wig leaves my face, as well as other skiers, in the shade.
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| March '01 From Boston to the 'Bel, winter marches on. The blonde wig leaves my face, as well as other skiers, in the shade. Click on piccie for bigger image |
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| The crew: Riffy, Sarah, Milo, Hezz and Bozz |  |
| Milo as Ali G, innit. |  |
| The sort of vertical to inspire |  |
| Bozz chooses form over function |  |
| In some yuppy bar |  |
| Ma quando loro si sposeranno? |  |
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| Champagne Charlie is a regular |  |
| Doctor talk, perhaps |  |
| I take to skis to remind myself why I don't |  |
| Hezz in uncommonly happy photy shocker |  |
| Jim & Tom Rayner with Julian Hammond coincidentally in the zone |  |
| Bozz gives a look of disapproval to the vice president |  |
| The inevitable fall from grace doesn't manage to shift the facial expression... |  |
| Clearly a game of chance |  |
| Charlie goes red |  |
| Me in Evan Dando poster boy mode. Is this wig for Aspen, sir? |  |
| Fresh Neige, guarded by the bizarre notion of off/on piste. |  |
| Piste Map Committee leader Milo calculates the permutations of every run |  |
| Riffy is there for ratification |  |
| Day of extreme warmth produces lake-like puddles |  |
| "Squiffy Riffy" |  |
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| Sarah lets everyone know who is boss of the bowling alley |  |
| The snow is wetter and seems to stick to the mountains more than in CO, giving it the appearance of meringue |  |
| Misty but pretty |  |
| The Brothers Penn |  |
| The Two Planker W**kers |  |
| We pray for the drunken American fighter pilots to avoid the valley today |  |
| Monica in Boston Centrale |  |
| Boston is not named New England for nothing -- rain/wind/freezing weather prevail. |  |
| Scotia |  |
| Madhavi holds firm in the face of a Barrett invasion |  |
| View from the office of the Rockies |  |