Thursday - January 8, 1998: Taos Ski Valley, NM
Revenge of the Desi...
After a tough day for Desiree on the slopes yesterday, it was decided that we'd take one more bonus day here at Taos, so that she could settle the score.

We awoke to another sunny and clear day here this morning, but the air smelled different somehow...the smell of vengeance was in the air...And as Desiree, dressed in full battle (ski) gear strode out towards the lifts, she looked up at the enormous, threatening, mountain, paused and said..."I'm gonna tame you, Bitch!"

After apologizing sincerely nice lady that just happened to be walking by at the time...Desiree kept her promise.

First she handily tamed the long beginners run off the main lift, and then -- with steely determination -- she ventured forth towards the second lift, climbing to the zenith of the frozen colossus.

Now, Mistress of her own domain, she easily descended the beast, twice at that, pausing only every now and again to collapse from exhaus...er...decry her mastery with an ebbulient and victorious laugh at the expense of her now trembling and pathetic nemesis.

With similar gusto, she courageously ordered the venison at dinner.

Her mission done, we can now move on to our next adventure...whatever that may be...where ever it may take us.

Did we mention what a damn good skiier Brad is?