The Start of the Many Things to Come

Ladies and gentlemen, it is 5:30am on Saturday, March 6th of the two thousandth and tenth year of our lord. I am awake and I bet you are not. On this day we venture forth to Stratton in the land of maple syrup and Ethan Allen (that would be Vermont for those of you who didn't listen in school). As I compose this post Nikki and Cody are preparing to make their way over to my apartment. We have a long day ahead, one that should test our fortitude and manhood from the very outset. The itinerary:

• Departure from Orefield, PA at 6:00am
• Arrive at Stratton for a half day of skiing at 12 noon
• Ski until close, most likely 4pm.
  
• Drink and carry on in the parking lot. When this is no longer acceptable to the fine people who run Stratton, we shall depart for Smugglers' Notch, three hours north of Stratton.

If you have viewed the first post of this blog, you may have noticed we are going a little farther North than we need to. We could very well settle in at Mad River Glen, saving ourselves 45 minutes of travel and a little less zig-zagging in the later days of this adventure. But I counter you with the following:

1. We have a place to stay or take showers in Smuggs' this evening
2. Mad River Glen is incredibly cheap during the week...check the website for yourself
3. Zig-zagging is more efficient and "green" as it helps to deflect wind drag

They should be here shortly so I must cut out, but a few numbers before I go. This trip includes:

• 5 cases of Yuengling Premium
• 2 pistols of the .40 cal type
• Numerous knives, hatchets, multi-tools from the like of SOG, CRKT, and Gerber
• 1 Roadtrek camper van (Thank for Mr. W. Snder)
• 3 awesome motherfuckers with 3 sets of skis
  

See you on the road.

Enjoy,
Chris