>The excitement of a new snow storm shifted as quickly as the weather blew in. Right as the day was winding down at Copper Mountain, the snowflakes kept falling, getting larger and heavier by the minute. Before we knew it, I70 was closed. And I70 is the ONLY way back east, the ONLY road leading to Frisco, Dillon and my home in Silverthorne. (Yikes!)
Needless to say, I spent the night at work. (Good thing I work at a resort!) I can’t express how thankful I was to be surrounded by such great people – friends and coworkers alike. As it turned out, our apartment was shelter to our friend, Nicole, who couldn’t make it back to Breckenridge. Nobody was going anywhere Tuesday night.
I did make it home the next day, after spending half an hour cleaning and shoveling the car out. There’s nothing better than a complete stranger lending you his shovel in a time of need!!
Once I got home, I could finally enjoy the fluffy white outside our apartment: