I thought I would elicit some thought now that spring is starting to bounce. Snow forecasted for the next five days, so I am pre-mature like in all things.
The thing that stands out for me this year was two sundays ago watching my 8 year old in about 15 inches of powder. He was getting face shots on every turn through a section and I thout to myself, he looks like a damn movie. I'm so glad I get to experience the thing I love most with my kids. It brings back the love and memories I had for this sport back when my only worry was whether my parents were driving or I had to catch a ride with friends.
Low, a confrontation with a guy who took ogffense to my slowing down behind my child through a slow sign maze. He came within three feet of my five year old twice on the run. I always ski behind him in an effort to block. The maze had about a six foot gap and I saw this guy barreling up to pass my son in the gap. I positioned myself so that couldn't happen and he had to slow down. The explitive filled follow up about how he was "going to end me" bummed me out for about a week. He finally shut up when I volunteered to call the sheriff and see what his perspective was on my actions. I carried a chip on my shoulder for three days on that one. I need to learn to just walk away. Maybe by the time I turn eighty, I'll develop that ability.
One other that I can't decide on? I posted for the first time on this site based a friend having a bad accident. He is doing amazingly well, but now I am addicted to this damn place.
Anyway, looking forward to hearing some stoke from all of you!
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