Breckenrigde, Colorado

I don't usually recomend back-to-back trips, but I'll have to make an exception on this one. Comming to Colorado was definately a good idea. There's just something about the mountains that allows me to unwind and breath, something in my heart that lives again. My family all skis, but I've been boarding for the past 6 years or so. At 1-2 trips a year, that's a grand total of 6 trips trying to board. I'm getting better. Someday, maybe I'll figure out how to keep my balance in the air and actually land. Then you'll see me on Mtv in the X-games. I'll be the guy with my head firmly planted into the side of the mountain and my legs dangling about.
I'm a bit bumbed about not getting to see an old friend of mine here. He was suppose to head over from England and do a little skiing here this week, but alas it was not to be. Hey, Johnny, if your reading this, cheers mate! Have a pint in my name when you do get here and break a leg you lousy muppet. And say hello to the whole gang when you see them.
More pictures to come, to be accompanied by poetry, about as good in quality as the rubbish photos I've been forcing all of you to look at.