So, it is that time of the year again, when everyone gets super frantic about everything - food, shopping, black Friday, Christmas? and all sorts of silly stuff. I for one am not a huge Thanksgiving fan, I guess because we didn't grow up with it, so it doesn't have that special meaning to me, and secondly, we don't have any family here to celebrate it with, and finally, I'm a veggie, so I am not a huge fan of eating the turkey bird.
With that said, Sven and I decided to snowshoe up to the top of Tumalo mountain & snowboard back down to the car, making fresh powder turns all the way down. It was a perfect, wind still, blue sky day out here in Bend, Oregon and we couldn't have asked for a more perfect way to spend our Thanksgiving day away from the crazy masses overindulging on a big, fatty, bird.
