Free at Last

Snow came to the mountains for, maybe, just maybe, the last time this year on Memorial Day. It's almost June! And still winter is reluctant to let go. Tahoe is getting a blizzard, figures. The seasons are changing and shifting slightly...every year winter comes a little later, and leaves a little later in the spring. Most people are mad about this and curse it when it rains/hails for a week straight. But I enjoy it. I love when the grass is green everywhere and the temperatures are comfortable. And don't forget the white-capped mountains. That's the best part. Looking around and seeing the trees covered with white. Although, it's a little more exciting when it happens in autumn. I was blessed to be able to ride at the end of the year, and I took full advantage of it. I rode for myself. No one else but myself. It's been a long time since I've been able to do that and it felt so good to just....cruise. I had the most fun I've had in awhile. No pressure, no stress, no one telling me what to do or where to ride. I was free. The reason for snowboarding in the first place. I tried to capture that feeling and I will remember it every time I ride to remind myself why I snowboard.