Tuesday, February 1, 2011

2.1.11 A Welcome Respite

It's been pretty nice here at Boyne. The townhouse is very comfortable. We have plenty of food, thanks to a raid on the huge kitchen and pantry at the main lodge. The fresh snow provides us with fresh, clean water.

We've been able to explore a little bit. The cold has kept us safe from any walkers outside. We have run into a few on the inside of the various buildings, but have dispatched them pretty quickly. We are now keeping track of each others kills. Jerry is in the lead and continues to be very good at using the Samurai Sword. He cleared three walkers out of the ski/snowboard pro shop this morning.

Jerry still isn't really speaking to me. That's OK. In due time.

Best part of our stay so far. Last night we got about 5 inches of nice fresh snow. Billy thought it would be pretty cool to try skiing. Greg, Jen and I joined him. The pro shop has plenty of equipment. Ski poles work very well putting down walkers. Remove the basket and you have a nice carbon fiber spear that you can stick right through a zombie's eye.

Anyway. Billy got some ski equipment as did Greg. Jen and I grabbed snowboards. Jerry didn't seem interested, but wandered out to the bunny hill to watch. What a hoot! It took a while to get the hang of it and climbing up the short hill was a pain. But once we got going it was a lot of fun. Turns out Johnny Dog enjoys the snow too. She would run through the powder with her nose buried. She looked like a furry snowplow.

Jerry seemed to get a kick out of what we were doing. While we were still goofing around on the bunny hill, he went over to the green slope next to it and started messing with some of the bodies that were buried there. At first I couldn't figure out what he was doing. Johnny Dog was following him, barking as Jerry would grab a frozen arm and pull it straight up out of the snow.

After about half an hour Jerry wandered back over towards us. He had a big smile on his face. He pointed back over to where he'd been working. There was a line of arms, about 20 feet apart sticking up from the top of the slope to the bottom. Must have been 20 in all.

"What do you think?" Jerry asked with a big, shit eatin' grin on his face.

Jen responded. "I don't know. What is it?"

"I made you guys an undead slalom course!"

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