On Friday, we went on Main Street, Park City for a stroll. It was cold, snowy with very few folks in the street.
It was sad and depressing like any gray, off-season day in any mountain town on the planet when the ski-lifts have stopped, from Aspen to Zermatt, including Bariloche or even Thredbo, down-under.
No more skiing, no more sparks, no more joy. Not my kind of town, my kind of day or my kind of vibe either. Well, a perfect opportunity to feel blue, down and hopeless.
Thank God, this was only temporary as the weather forecast was promising some sun for the week-end along with some good skiing, still available for us to enjoy at nearby Little and Big Cottonwood Canyons!
Sunday, April 14, 2019
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