Transportation alternatives

The other day when it was really snowing, I took Grady for a walk through the field near our house and there was a guy with a small parachute (it was really windy), zipping across the snow on his skis from one end of the field to the other and back again. That's not the sort of thing we saw much of growing up in Southern California.

(I'm at the Basel Airport getting ready to head up to Frankfurt and then off to Tokyo--let's hope for safe and uneventful travels!)