Road Trip to Southern Utah

36 hours of long straight road, cheetos, zac efron, millions of CD's, skiing, layers of clothes, a plunger, the Pizza Barn, bathroom breaks, and endless conversation sum up my latest roadtrip. Abby was sent to Southern Utah to work, and I decided to tag along. Our goal was to go skiing at Brianhead, which was quite the experience.

Brianhead is the highest ski resort in Utah. The winds are unbelievable, and unbearable. I felt as though I was going to be blown off the mountain. Several of the lifts were even closed because of the high winds. The cold and wind combined to create a terrible duo. I enjoy having feeling in my fingers and toes, as well as my face. I hope I never have to go back to this terrible tundra!

Here is my leg. As you can see from the picture I am still sporting the security tag on my ski pants. Thanks Mom and Dad! Now whenever I go skiing the first impression I will give people is that I am a shoplifter.

This is halfway down one of the slopes at Brianhead. The views were pretty amazing! It was fun to see the red rock shinning through the snow. (And with only a 40 inch base some parts of the canyon did not even have snow).

I try to keep my face completly covered while I ski. It does overall help with the cold and wind, but I did acquire the nickname of "the bug".

During the drive back to Logan we experience some extreme weather. We had sunshine, snow, fog, and ice. This is a picture inbetween the snow and fog. The sun was setting and the mountains were turning a beautiful light blue.

Abby and I made it back to Logan in one piece. We did not kill each other after spending 10 hours in a car together, during a 36 hour period. I am looking forward to hitting the slopes again but I think I will wait for a sunny day!