Thread: Skiing for ptarmigan, failed trio

Not much of interest here as I didn't see a single live feather. Found their beds but was eventually pushed down by the winds and waning light.

That is when you call the Mrs

I liked when you fell over


Also the reindeer, fluffy hat, and rear bag advertisement.

I do it a lot. I was perhaps born with skiis like every Norwegian is, but I sure misplaced them growing up.