[wintertime]

My first day skiing, a man in my ski class hit me in the nose with his pole and broke my nose. ( He really felt bad about and apologized profusely.)

On the same trip, a small head cold traveled to my ears and I went home with two black eyes, a broken nose, and two ruptured ear drums. No matter! I wasn't discouraged. I had a great time.

I just **love** skiing!

[Louis Foxwell]

My single experience skiing was in Keene, NH. I found the snow was exceedingly hard.