Scott and I braved the rain for a day at Mt. Hood Meadows. Well, it didn’t rain the whole time, but with the way the snow instantly melted when landing on your goggles or coat, it may as well have been rain. Oddly though, I didn’t might the moisture because it was a great day of skiing despite the odd weather. We mostly skied the “backside” because it was better snow and much less crowded. Heather Canyon was open, and the snow was great. It was my first time on the slopes this year and my thighs started to cramp around 2 pm, but I put up with them for another hour. We were both dead tired by the time we got back, but today I’m quite lame with soreness.