What a cliche…I know, but it was raining again, which is a classic cliche around these parts.

Anyway, Philip McNamara is not only Irish, but also a former Irish National XC Team member, and probably a Nat. Champion as well.

That Cove Peeler should feeel perfectly normal to you then…..

Well, I was joking, but apparently it was just peachy for Mr. McNamara.

The Shore in the rain, at high speed because he needed to get two runs in and catch a plane.

Oh yeah, he can ride skinnies too. It’s just like riding in the peleton, I tell ya.

Just gonna say hi to Ireland, including Glyn O’Brien and First Tracks Guiding before I wrap this one up.

‘Till the next one……

18 cms fresh last night. I HAMMERED the hill all day. Run after run in the trees.

This is the only run I did in the open, on a southern exposure (I only mention that to explain the lack of depth in the snow. It was face shots everywhere else). That’s Pete Bruce wandering down in the fluff there.

Couldn’t stop to take pics today. It was simply too much fun, and we just kept up the pace all day. Something around 45-50 000 vertical feet today.

I’m so-o-o-o-o tired.

14 cms of freshies this morning at Apex. I guess it’s all still good. It figures that it winter would come back. After all, it’s spring now.

Here’s a local Apex legend by the name of Wendell on the hike out to Secondary.

It’s sort of snowing really hard, like it did the whole time I was there.

Wendell again dropping into the Pencil line.

Yours truly at the bottom of the Pencil.

Wendell again on another lap of Far Out.

‘Nuff said.