Uncle DOUG!

Freddy's new favorite thing to say might be..."s'Doug" [where's doug]. Or "bye bye, Doug". Or just "Doug". Over and over. I don't know what he's going to do when Doug leaves on Wednesday!

We had a heck of a day. Our 'ski Sunday' babysitter showed up almost on time, and with a quick stop by the hospital for Bill to check on a patient, we got up to Alta at about 11 am. We got 2 runs in, hopped on the lift for a third, and the lift promptly stopped. Of course, when we were loading on, we were smelling diesel fuel, and Bill said "that's not usually a good thing, they must have the generator running." That must have jinxed it, since we got stuck at just about the highest point where there was no chance of jumping off. 50 minutes later, they finally got it going but made everyone get off at the midpoint. I guess the lift was then closed the rest of the day. :( So, while we were on the lift, we got text messages saying they were closing the canyon at 3 pm for avalanche control. Since we only had our sitter until 4, we got moving to hit the road...only to get stuck in such bad traffic that we couldn't get out before the gate came down.

Bill and Doug turned around and went back to the lodge. I walked a little bit to catch up with our friends Michael and Robin (with whom we share the Sunday sitter) so that the three of us would be in the car, in line, ready to rush down when the gate opened. Our sitter was nice enough to stay late, and luckily, we got home around 5:15. Whew! Not a great day. But it did snow like CRAZY, so Doug and Billy will get a good ski day or two in early this week. :)