So this is a pretty crazy winter. Or can we even call it winter? Seems like there’s no snow anywhere. Boise is dry as a bone, and so is Truckee. But
for the past few days in McCall, Idaho with my family at the awesome trails at Bear Basin. Forget Rumford – this is where US nationals should be right now.
My brother Charlie (also known as Chuck Weed) who skis for Montana State, and I did an informal race with the Bogus Basin Nordic Team (of which we are both alums) and a few McCall Nordic Team kids on Saturday. Mass start, three laps of 2k. My brother Absolutely killed me in a sprint finish, but I take consolation in the fact that he never led, while I led the entire last lap. Also, he’s got about 40 pounds on me. I’m not trying to make excuses or anything. Thanks to Tuck Miller and the McCall crew for hosting the race and giving out sweet prizes: I got hand-sanitizer and my brother got a can of corn. My dad raced as well, winning the gummer division coming away with a can of black olives.