I had a phenomenal December, during which I continued to rack up the hours nordorking, snow-biking and touring. I spent a weekend in Bellingham for my cousin Mari's wedding, and as great as it was to be with my family together celebrating something so special, I would be lying if I wasn't scheming about how to spend more time exploring the Galibrath MTB Park the whole time. For the first time I decided to stay in Bozeman for the holidays, and my parents instead came to visit me. We had five days to ski and dine as we wanted, and I think we did a pretty good job for ourselves. I loved being able to show them around in this winter playground (wait why do I live and train here?!), with stable, cold, powdery snow and fresh tracks to be had both in the backcountry and on the nordic trails. They ended up having to take off Christmas day in attempt to catch my sister back in Washington for a dinner and work the following day. I joined Keegan and family for Christmas dinner and just enjoyed the hell out of it. I think it was the best holiday week I can remember.