Do you ever get pins and needles from sitting at the computer too long? In french, we say "avoir des fourmis dans les jambes" which translates "having ants in your legs.” Well, when the twitching comes upon the aasman limbs, our compassionate bosses know the time has come for our annual Get-Rid-Of-The-Ants-Aasman-Ski-Day. Courageously signing our usual life and limb waiver, we all hit the slopes on Friday the 13th, our superstitious fears no match for the call of the hill.
Celebrating our Yukon adaptability, the weather offered a wide array of options to test our outdoor skills. The day began warm and sunny, with a sweet spring-like breakfast as we eagerly awaited our 10am start. The chairlift then introduced our ski-day rookies to the beauties of Mount Sima's spectacular views, dropping only subtle hints – a cloud here, a breeze there – as to what was to come that afternoon. And when it came, we cheerfully rode the storm that chilled our afternoon, chasing wind and plunging through powder on our last adventurous rides of the day. Paul even traded his jeans for ski pants and a hat.
Our happiness lasted the day, thanks in part to a wonderful midday boost from Douma and her amazing chili. And in the end there were no injuries to report, except the death of a million ants – which we don't regret for a single minute. Sorry ant lovers.
Revived and refreshed, we now embrace the year-end frenzy that is upon us.
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