A lot has happened since my last letter. I'll attempt to let this plethora of photos explain it all.
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| Typical team meeting, gathered 'round the pick 'em up truck |
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| We're deep into the klister here in New Hampshire. |
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| The backdrop for our racing trails this week. |
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| Another team meeting |
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| Zack under full power in training |
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| Andrew and Skippy |
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| Hailey |
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| This is where we prepare the skis |
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| There's always an NCAA championship banquet. This is the 2017 edition. Mount Washington Hotel. Site of the 1944 Bretton Woods Monetary Conference. |
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| Sparky and Anna assigned me to the start for the Giant Slalom. Here's the race hill. I know you think I inadvertently tilted the camera sideways when I took this picture. But I didn't. It's the world that's tilted sideways. The race hill and I are not. |
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| It was blustery in the start. Here's Anna and Sparky. Sparky's the one wearing the slime line gloves. |
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| Alix, Kat, Hughey, Dom |
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| Dominic Unterberger |
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| Kat. This is the last run of her final giant slalom. The last one. |
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| Skippy, Andrew, Sara. Post race. |
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| Pietro |
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| Zack |
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| Zacke. Near the finish. And Andrew |
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| Zacke, Butter, Hailey |
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| Skippy and Nitro |
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| Today was one of those days... |
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| Every afternoon there's a rematch. It's a brutal thing to witness. |
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| Toomas. Recuperation and contemplation. |
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