Gusts to 85mph. When I pee'd at 2:25am it was 42 degrees. At dawn - it was 26. The wind was full on today - just raging and whipping and polishing and ruining everything in it's path. I forced myself to ski here - rather than brave the area and possible lift closures (yes) and the gapers and flatlanders. Tomorrow will be great - as everyone will be hung over and trying to remember what they promised who tonight at some loud party. We will do noisemakers in the yurt at 8, and drive home sober to chill. The polish and debris out there in the woods are second to none. Layers of dirt and pine needles and sticks and just shit that is blowing in from all over. Well, Jed, this is what keeps this place 'real', or in this case - inhospitable. As it ever was. 2012 - here we come.