In England, December 26 is Boxing Day. In Denver, it is Culkin Skiing Day. Those hoping for a true family death march were disappointed, as the weather stayed mild. We still managed to ski ourselves into deep exhaustion.

Glorious sunrise.

Jane and Frank en route, in Idaho Springs.

Photographs at the top of the Continental Divide.

The Washington Street Culkins.

Apres Ski (with underage Culkins in a bar.)
1 comment:
More incredibly great pictures. It's like being there, yet I didn't participate in the death march.
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