Speaking of ouch. My neck! I crashed into a little evil weasel at Winter Park on Sunday who decided that stopping in the middle of the run, right in front of me, would be cool. I power tackled the litte rodent, carrying him in my arms so his head didn't smack the snow...but mine did. I asked him "are you all right?" he replied with "yeah, I'm ok, that was kind of fun actually"....after hearing my neck pop I didn't think it was that fun. Lesson kids...when you're going to stop, don't stop in traffic...unless it's on I-25.

Saw something awesome on the drive home though..wish we'd gotten a picture...there was a herd of Bighorn Sheep (one ram and a couple of ewes) standing on the side of the road as were were driving down toward I-70. Not my first Bighorn sighting but certainly the closest.