Hannah and I have managed to get out a couple times over the last couple weeks to King Pine, where the battle of Old Man Winter vs. Cabin Fever rages on.

King Pine served as a mainstay of my youth, as many a vacation and weekend day were spent upon its trails for as long and often as my parents allowed. Lost in the last few decades since, is both the speed and grace that I had once possessed, which allowed me to fly down the mountain with ease.

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