Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep, and caverns old
The pines were roaring on the height
The wind was moaning in the night
The Fire was red, it flaming spread
The Trees like torches blazed with light.
Rosie Jones makes me drool all over whatever it is I have in front of me.
Mike Rogge: "Why do you think the best skiers in the world come from the east coast?"
Tom Wallisch: "We've ski'd the worst so the best comes easy."
"On the way down - it's awesome." - CR Johnson