We went up for a long weekend at Whitefish. It was surprisingly uncrowded, especially for the MLK weekend. Crowded is a relative thing, though. Montana generally doesn't have any lift line longer than a few minutes, but we had basically no lift lines. We've also graduated to the point of all being able to ski together down the blue runs. We have to wait for little Annie some, but that's okay. We just watch her make her wide turns down the mountain;it reminds me of how my mom always skied. And we have a new obsession - monopoly. We've become quite addicted. That's pretty much all there is to report from here. We're back to the same-old-same-old. P.S. Jake is the spot on the slope in the scenic picture.