




So Brett, my dad and I went skiing with my cousin John, my cousin Kiley, my cousin Colby and My aunt Pam and Uncle Bill. We met them up at a condo in Breckenridge and then headed out for the day. It was really fun since I hadn't been to Breck in a long time and I liked skiing with people other my immediate family. We went skiing on March 8, but then I didn't take a lot of picture on my camera so I asked Kiley if she could e-mail them to me a week later, so she did and then I am posting them now. The only picture that I took on my camera was of me, Brett, and my dad standing by Mach 1. It's a double black at Breckenridge, but would only be a black at winter park. It's like Outhouse at Winter Park. I loved it; half of the way I was on my stummy (stomache and tummy; I don't like the word stomache it sounds old and tummy is just weird, so it's stummy. but anyway) and I was head first, rolling, flipping, It was really fun except that I got a huge bruise on my hip. Ouch! The other half I skiied, YAY!!!! At the top my ski hit a mogul and then I flipped. But if I could do it again, I so would. THANK YOU JOHN, FOR BUYING ME AND BRETT'S LIFT TICKETS! It was overall a good, scratch that, awesome day!

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