Maine skiing

We went skiing today. Jonathan took Bryn, Ty and I, along with one of his friends, Lauren, up to Saddleback Mountain two hours north of his house. We found snow along the way, which we Canadians welcomed. I was astounded by how much that area looked like BC. The only thing that was different was the prevalence of deciduous trees on the mountainsides when I looked down from the top of the ski runs. One thing I found particularly interesting about the runs at that ski hill was that the ratings seemed to be a step down from the ratings on our runs in the west. I'm not sure that made any sense, so I'll try to explain. It seemed like the east coast blue runs were about the rating of our green runs, the black diamond runs were about what our blue runs are, and their double black runs were about on par with our black diamond runs. I hope that's a little more clear now. I'm not sure if my assessment is completely true, but that's just what it seemed like to me. I would never, EVER go on a double black diamond run at home, but I went on one at Saddleback and didn't do too horribly. I have to say that this ski experience was, by far, the most fun one I've ever had going with just friends. I love skiing with my family, but usually can't stand going with friends (yeah, I know, it's so backward, but it's true). But this time, I had a blast. Maybe the mild weather and not getting cold after two runs had something to do with that though. Hmm, I'm just not sure, but at any rate, it was a fun day.