Midweek, Claire and her beau finally ventured out to the slopes. They stopped by the rental booth and acquired some ski equipment and two lift tickets. The weather was still unlike the past couple of days when the wind had picked up. The two inseparables hopped aboard the chairlift.
"Awesome view!"
"Yeah-everybody down below looks like little ants scurrying about."
They slid off of the chairlift when it reached the top. The snow was firm yet fluffy. . .just enough to create "special effects" when zooming down the hill.
"Wait-first is first-photo op time."
After several pictures were taken, a brief snowball fight broke out. The final snowball and a pat on the backside sent Claire on her way down the hill, with her beau fairly close behind. She grazed along the snow as her beau showed off by zig-zagging along and whipping in front of her. Claire put on her brakes once she reached a plateau. After a quick peck on the lips, Claire and her beau raced down the hill.
After they reached the bottom, both inseparables enter into the lodge. Claire finds a spot to sit down while her beau comes back holding two cups of coffee. They admire the others outside, talk to each other, and chill out.