On Sunday my hubby and I made the trek to Copper Mountain Resort – where we get one complimentary lift ticket by showing our Monarch season pass. It was a beautiful spring skiing day (and they’d even received a few new inches of snow over night).
I felt on top of the world after taking the snow cat to the saddle of Tucker Mountain and then climbing the last 20 minutes to the summit. The ski down was pretty fun, too:)
Feeling on top of the world can be literal – like at 12, 337 feet and above treeline – and metaphorical. In my case yesterday, I’d say it was both. What a beautiful moment in time!
When you do feel on top of the world?