While Lou is in a plane singing Auld Lang Syne with his seat mate, Louie and I skinned up a local peak to bring in the New Year. We reached the top in the dark and turned around to look down at the sparkling lights of our home valley. The air was clear, the night sky black, the stars crystal bright and the moon a shining sliver. I know how lucky I am to live in this place, to be strong enough to climb, and to have a son who spends time with me. Skiing down in the moonlight was glorious…cold, invigorating, fun. From our mountain top to yours, we wish you all the best. May 2009 be a good year for you. Peace and love from your friends at WildSnow.