This year, we were again in Copper mountain, which you may know, is the name sake of our dog, Copper. Yep, we love it here so much we named our dog after this mountain. Can you blame us?
Copper Mountain is about an hour and a half west of Denver (in optimal weather/driving conditions!). This was our fourth year here (non-consecutively) and second year in the same house.
Mom actually got a picture of us on the slopes. This was day 4, just before the storm came in and dropped 29 inches of fresh powder on us! It wasn't too cold, but boy, was the wind blowing, and fresh powder is TOUGH to ski in! I definitely counted those ski days as my run streak days. I got a great work out on the slopes.
I also got some quality time with the baby, my niece and god-daughter, Kateri Rose. She was now 4 weeks old, so she even smiled at me a few times as I held her!
Hope your holidays were as great as ours!