Farewell, Dear ACL
Today was apparently not my day. First I fell head-first into a 20ft glide crack and had to be dug out by a guide. Then I blew out my knee, tried to ski down to the pickup, and ended up having to be dragged down the mountain on my back. Those CMH guides are saints.
Needless to say, Japanuary skiing is out. We're headed back to Boulder for an MRI and to research a nice beach for me to recuperate on.
