On yesterdays morning walk in Littleton the mist was crossing the lake at just the right time to capture this little beauty.

It’s the perfect juxtaposition of crisp reality with mystical other-worldliness. As the girls say, it’s a framer. Almost gives off an Early morning by the Nile vibe.
And so it begins. We hit the slopes early ( well not as early as I would have liked but still not terrible) to get the best of the fresh powder. Ran through some glorious blues and reds.
As usual the Mountain stage delivered the goods with great drinks and music. The racquet club was pants with way too much drum n bass. Arena not terrible but it was basically two guys dressed up as daft as punk playing a tape 🤣🤣
How’s that for a lunchtime view.
