I love to ski but don't get to go very often any more since that involves going out "West"...
But used to ski every other weekend when I lived in Boston...fun times! I'll check out that webcam when the sun is out!
mswood--are you watching "Men in Trees"? Might bring back Alaskan memories.... My mom empathised with the bear in the kitchen one--only hers was a bear in the outhouse!
Never even heard of the program.
As for Bears, my parents house's property ended and a national wildlife refuge started. We had beers in the yard, on the porch, in the garrage. We had Moose all the time in winter. Once when I was about 15 and by myself, I was down stairs with my dogs who started barking at the window and all of a sudden the window broke. A Moose had kicked it in. Scared the crap out of me (It was dark and couldn't see the Moose. Went outside with a rifle and my dogs, ready to shoot some intruder (I loved Alaska where it was legal to kill someone on your property as long as you had warning signs out). We even during one bad winter had a wolf pack that normally stayed further away from the farms and houses that came in one winter and killed a ton of cattle, and pets that people had out at night (lucky my dogs slept inside at night).
And its funny talking about skiing. The 24 years I lived in Alaska I never once went to a ski resort. Never. I sucked at down hill skiing and never wanted to be seen making a fool out of myself. Cross country skiing though I loved. Used to do that all the time. One weekend, me and my friends took skiied 100 miles for a campout in a lodge my parents had. It was awesome.