I've been sworn to secrecy to not post pictures of this hidden gem, kidy corner from the heavily traveled Muir Snowfield, but that's on skier sites. My partners and I selfishly want to keep it as quiet and smooth back there as we can, plus it's a real glacier, which could lead to trouble for many inexperienced skiers. I doubt that many of you will grab your skis and head up, so I think it's OK to share my first real day of skiing since breaking my leg last winter. I'm out of shape, so it was hard work, and my soft feet got a blister, but well worth it to be back out doing what I love. My partners spread out on the climb back into the valley of the Paradise Glacier (which we climb to reach the Cowlitz). My friend Silas, who will turn 70 on the 21st this month, leads the way down the first steep pitch. Yoshiko kept saying, "I'm so happy!" in her cute Japanese accent after she laid down for a rest after the last long run.