My father and his friends have season passes to Jiminy Peak in Hancock, Massachusetts. My father and I got up at around 7 o'clock to drive to their house for a breakfast of eggs on a bagel. We were on the slopes by a little after nine. We skied until 3 o'clock and I only fell about 4 times. It was great to go skiing during the week because the slopes weren't very crowded and there was hardly any line for the chairlift. We couldn't have asked for a better day (despite the fact that it was below freezing in temperature, but hey, what can you do?).
By the end of the day we were tuckered out and drove home in time for my mother's dinner of chicken and dumplings.