Nick Names

Well, as all die hard followers of the posse know, we have our own names for pretty much everything. That way we can talk about which epic pow runs we are going to next and keep it tough for anyone to follow.

That being said, our handles for this trip came about last Friday at IHOP on the way to the airport. I ordered the Gambler, a daily special not on the menu. Paul ordered Big Country, the waitress hoped he brought his appetite. And Ted, well he ordered pancakes. You must be asking yourself, then why isn´t his handle Pancake? It was. Until our first lunch at the resort and Ted used a pepper shaker that had been tampered with, drowning his mashies in pepper and freeing him of the handle, Pancake.

In other news:

Paul and Davenport are still pretty much best friends, and,

I have shaved my beard! That´s right. I am just not a beard guy. I know I said I was committed to it, but it had to go.

I can tell you that we are committed to heading up the Super C tommorrow. Several tried today. No one made it. Hopefully we can build off their bootpack.