Well, we made it to the West (Colorado). Getting up at 3:45 to catch our flight stressed the good graces of my young girls (and likely myself). But we are recovered now, think. Saturday we all skied, and I managed to tweak my right knee … badly enough for me to be a little shocky Saturday night, but which is healing quickly enough I think to try again tomorrow. Lesson #1 for me is that my legs are not at the same strength and durability as they were when I was racing bikes. Lesson #2 … caution is not always a bad thing.