Wade on the Ridge…first season back after his big femur break. It was his anniversary of the accident and break to the day…nothing like getting back on the horse, or Ridge.
It was -9 degrees Fahrenheit when we arrived Wednesday morning at the base of Bridger Bowl. It may have warmed up a few degrees that day, but it never crossed the zero mark….burr!!! Hiking kept you warm, but not for long.
The ridge…Wade backing up the line.
Dad and Wade….freezing. I think Wade’s face froze in that position.
Moi….shivering and ready to ski down. Can you see the icicles?
