Went to Taos for Lynn’s 60th birthday bash. It was a nice opportunity to get to know Martha’s family more, and I managed to skip out for a day to go skiing. Turns out Taos is about to open to snowboarders, so I got there to see the end of an era. Hiked up Kachina Peak and dropped off the ridge just below the summit. The slope wasn’t as steep as other things I’ve skied, but the foot of fresh powder made it just as much fun. On a weekend when the east was covered in rain, I was living high under the high desert sun. Not a bad life.