“Hello again” the voice from the mountain called out. For the last 5 months I’ve spent every other weekend skiing. Until last weekend the snow was starting to get sticky and I called it [done]. I rode only up to the restaurant today but it is nice to be out on the saddle again. For some reason with both sports being up on the mountain, I just don’t get the same emotional attachment to skiing as much as I do to cycling. I don’t feel the satisfactory from the adrenaline in skiing as I do with cycling. Well I tried, I got a ski pass for the first time ever and it might be my last.