Tuckerman's Ravine

It's March, which means I'm a year older, Kemba Walker will continue to dominate college basketball, and I'm headed up to Tuck's.  What started as a hungover, spur of the moment ski excursion has transformed into a tradition.  For the past 6 years, I've gotten up bright and early, climbed into a cramped car, and made the drive over to Gorham New Hampshire.  The drive has gotten a little longer but every year the world's worst weather lures me back.

The Ravine accompanied by Bluebird skies.

Lunch Rock tall boy.

 Top of the snow fields.


Ski it if you dare.