Younger Brothers ARE cool!

This past October Patrick moved up to Park City and got a job working at rental shop at the Park City Resort. His job was to get skiers and boarders set up for their day of skiing/boarding. I know he did not come all the way up here to put boots on people and then a few hours later have to take them off of them only to have the boots be hot a steamy. Doesn't sound fun to me. Then he told me of the perks that come with the job and I knew why he choose to come up to Utah. He has been letting me know since he got here that I should come up and take advantage of his perks. It's hard for me as a teacher to take a day off. The sub plans are not worth it (any teacher will agree with me). I finally made it up to Park City and we spent the day at Canyons Ski Resort. I kept asking myself why I didn't come up sooner. Patrick hooked us up right. First the passes were free! He took me on the route he usually takes before he has to go in for work. Next thing you know it's lunch time and we stop at a shack on the mountain and next thing you know we have two bacon cheese burgers with fries and drinks in front of us. Total cost - $0. SWEET! The best part of all was the catching up that took place. We have not spent a lot of time together over the last few years with him being in Costa Rica and then up and down the coast of California and me being in Utah. I could not have asked for anything else then to spend the whole day with Pat. Love you tons man.


Patrick and his infamous pinky in the nose pose. On the next lift up we tried to take another picture but the camera fell off the lift and into the snow. If it would have fallen 10 seconds later it would have landed on the ground and broken into pieces. We had to ski down and play a fun game called, "Find the camera buried in the snow under the ski lift." Patrick won the game.

Two photo shots throughout the day.

The last lift of the day. Patrick thought he should show me how a true snowboarder looks and saved his best for Doc's Run. He was ahead of me getting to the run. As I came up over the top Patrick was already on his way down. As I came over the top my eyes caught a big white cloud of snow. And who came sliding head first out of the cloud down the hill - Patrick. He obviously forgot or did not know the "One more after this rule." I hope you learned your lesson. I was just glad I was able to grab his cap and goggles that were left way behind.