I'm sore as hell today and can't wait to ski again.
What a great weekend. I really feel like I learned so much that I'm dying to go out and practice it some more while it's still fresh in my head. The days were long, especially in the not particularly easy snow conditions, but I guess that's really the stuff I need to work on more than anything.
Friday I pulled up to the Snowbird access road and parked next to Bagtagley. Early morning parking made it look like it was going to be a really uncrowded day, and we cruised over to the tram deck to meet everyone. Gordy then told us to split into groups - instead of doing a ski-off we're just deciding for ourselves what group to be in. There's a lot of uncomfortable looks of "who want's to declare that they're better or worse than everyone else". LPH grabbed me and said hey, middle group. So my group ended up being LPH, Bagtagley, Phatfreeheeler, Raps (who belonged in the fast group for sure, but stuck with us all weekend), and DJSapp. It didn't really matter anyway, since I think we all benefitted from the same drills and terrain to work on what we learned on the groomers, and when you ski one at a time, keeping up isn't an issue.
We skied with Rick Greener the first day and he had us working on rolling our ankles in the turn and the correct body position out on the groomer to start and then we headed over to hit some stuff off the Cirque traverse and Bookcliffs, to apply it to different conditions. We found some spots of decent powder and searched out some wind drifts to work on getting your legs really dynamic as you're changing slope angles drastically with each turn, dropping in off the top and fighting your way back up on top. Definitely something I hadn't considered on before but can totally see the value. Plus it was pretty fun.
Tram lines were pretty insane considering it was a Friday with fairly shitty snow, and we got in less skiing than I would have imagined with all the waiting in line. But between the standing in line and firm conditions, my feet were killing me (6th toe, AKA the little bone sticking out above your pinky toe), and I was relieved that we quit a little early to go practice beacon searches and do snowpit analysis. Really cool facility at Snowbird that we should use more often. Then we proceeded back to the Cliff Lodge for the avy discussion and video analysis. Our group didn’t get videoed on Friday, so we were of the hook, but watching everyone else’s was excellent for knowing what to look for and we found ourselves analyzing everyone's skiing while riding the lifts the rest of the weekend. Freeze frame and slow-mo are particularly painful to watch, but you get to see every detail of what went wrong to precipitate a fall or loss of control and it's good to see WHY all the things you're working on are so important.
Saturday we decided to hit Alta to avoid the tram lines, which turned out to be a damn good call since apparently the tram was down most of the day. That would have sucked. Saturday morning Gordy was our coach, and LPH jumped into a different group since he’s heading to Alaska to spend a week with Gordy he figured he’d get enough of him and wanted to hear from the other coaches. Gordy told me I was on the wrong skis (Gotamas) and told me to bring smaller skis Sunday, and probably to emphasize his point, took us off to a steep icy groomer to shoot some video of us doing (or attempting to do short radius turns). Thanks, man, that was sweet.But I will say he was right, my knees were a lot less sore yesterday when I skied my Phat Luvs than on the Gotamas on Saturday. I feel like off piste, I CAN ski in whatever conditions on the Goats, but it is just easier on the body when it's that firm to be on narrower skis (90 vs 105). Of course Greener and Collins were on 105+ skis all weekend... heh.
Anyway, Gordy had us doing some excellent drills to get us skidding correctly. We all figured this drill would be so easy and it turned out that none of us had the body position right. The other interesting thing is that while Raps was probably the best skier in the camp technically, he's all racer and benefitted from learning when and how to skid turns correctly to scrub speed when and where you want to instead of trying to carve all the time. It helped a great deal when we were skiing tight chutes, etc. What I need to work on more than anything with that now is my head. I'm so used to feeling like I'm sliding into the walls/trees when I'm trying to hop turn down something tight I'm still nervous even though I've got it down now. Again -can't wait to practice some more...
That afternoon we skied with Chris Collins. I managed to scare the hell out of myself and everyone else. We took that traverse above Garbage chute that I ski several times a week (which I would call Cliff Pass, but apparently that's not an Xover approved name), but my uphill ski caught on the wall of snow when I was scrubbing speed and I catapulted myself backwards off the traverse and towards the cliff, catching myself from falling as my neck wedged in between a tree trunk and the snow, with my feet and skis stuck up in the tree. For a second I couldn't breathe at all. I went to clear the snow out of my mouth and realized as I let go of the tree, my body weight was wedging my neck farther into the tree and I went back to trying to hold myself off of it and just calmed my breathing down and yelled for some help. Chris came running up telling me not to try and move downhill or I was going to fall off the cliffs below (which was less of an immediate concern to me because I sure as hell wasn't moving anywhere without some assistance). The other guys in my group said they came around the corner, saw my skis in a perfect X leaning against a tree and then realized I was still attached to them. Many thanks to you guys for lifting me up by my feet to get my out of there. Ended up with nothing but a few bruises on my collarbone, shoulder, and arms. Phew. If I had done that while I was alone, I would have eventually suffocated for sure. Such a freak thing, but scary nonetheless.
Back to skiing - we just cut down skiers left of Garbage Chute and then went and alternated between bombing groomers and hitting Thirds and the shoulder over by Bad News and such. Which was pretty funny - Chris was pointing out a little straightline he likes in Bad News, but there's a damn traverse under the rocks that ruled it out. Raps was looking at this 10' drop and Collins said hell no based on the traverse you'd need to clear. We all ski down to the bottom and Raps goes for it, lands in the trough of the traverse, loses a ski and cartwheels down the slope. You had to figure it can't be a good call when Collins isn't going to hit it, but that's gotta be pretty high on the gnar point scale.We also later discovered that Raps had his heelpieces set on a DIN of 5. Whoops.
Yesterday we went back to skiing with Rick in the morning, which was excellent. We did a lot of work on hands and upper body, taking the drills with poles held parallel out in front of us off the groomer and into the chopped up snow in Devils Castle. Wow. I had been working on getting more up and down motion into my skiing and that really did it because it's the only way you're going to initiate a turn at all. Great for upper/lower body separation. And then we skied down Cecret Chute a couple of times, which was complete with someone's bootpack tracks, rocks, and crappy snow. Woohoo! (But we went back and did it again because it was challenging and there were a few sweet pow turns off on the side at the beginning of the runout. (Rick is also all about searching for non bumped lines to either side of where everyone else is skiing.)
And then we ended up with Gordy again in the afternoon. Mostly freeskiing with guidance and reminders of what we were working on thrown in. We worked on proper form for getting air and spent a couple runs searching out jumps. (Which really, watching any of these guys is insane - where I get 6inches into the air, they get 15 feet. It's ridiculous and I think they have springs in their legs.) Then we ran into Xover who said we needed to ski Eddies. Which did turn out to be excellent - nice non-bumpy chalk. We wanted to do it again, but were all to lazy and tired to hike back up the bootpack so we cut in from Thirds for a repeat and our last run of the camp.
The whole thing was a fantastic experience. Plus, Rick fixed my boot issues on Saturday night and yesterday was the best my feet have felt in forever. He was busy shell fitting and making adjustments and recommendations on peoples boots in the evenings, during lunch, whenever we had time, and he went and shaped some pads for my (and several others) boots and brought them to video analysis. All the coaches were excellent, but skiing with one who's a kick ass bootfitter too is a huge bonus.
Can't wait to work on implementing everything I learned! Huge thanks to Gordy and everyone involved for making it such a fantastic weekend.
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