Sorry Colleen, but I just couldn't resist!

Saturday I attended the MATC annual meeting in Farmington, a packed day of fun trail talk. Wouldn't you know it, but the morning session ended before noon, and we had to dine on eggs for lunch in the cafeteria. No kidding.

In the afternoon I headed further north to catch Reggae Fest at Sugarloaf, where I found plenty of good music, big crowds and unlimited cold beer. But no eggs.

The skiing on Sunday was the best of the entire season. REAL snow blanketed the entire mountain and, under brilliant blue skies, made for outstanding top-to-bottom skiing.

And what did I eat for lunch (besides a beer at Bullwinkle's)? A hard-boiled egg. Really!

So you see, between Colleen and me, it was a truly egg-citing, egg-centric, egg-ceptional weekend!

And yours?