It's snowing and I wrote this today for all of us that can't wait to get back on the boards...

Ode to winter

the tales that follow are what the oldtimers so viewed
about events back in the day ‘ tho all are not true

‘twas mid October when it started to fall
a good premonition promised to all
i ducked under the covers, sleepy that night
when I awoke in the morn’ the hills were all white
it snowed every day, very hard in November
it snowed even more right to the end of December
it didn’t stop snowing until half way past June
and wouldn’t you know we thought that to soon

‘twas an eerie silence that greeted us all
when the sun started shining and flakes ceased to fall
we grabbed the snowblower , shovels and mitts
we tunneled to the surface in a right, randy fit
there were no houses, no cars, no freeways in sight
we scanned the horizon try as we might

i stepped on the surface and fell in deep past my head
like my pockets contained gold and my boots made of lead
they dug me out fast and with not a minute to waste
we made for the hills in very much haste

“stick on the skins and up lift the heel risers”
we plowed through the drifts ever more higher
as we rounded the corner the leader let out a gasp
for a sight never seen was now in our grasp

the mountain before us was normally quite tall
but in this day now we felt ten times as small
it was ten times as high and ten times as wide
and there were cornices and ridges and chutes to go ride
there were bowls, and flutes and one mile deep powder
“the giant is untracked” we yelled even louder

we flew over the slopes right up to the top
and when we looked down the face our hearts seem to stop
for the vertical run that greeted us there
was so long and so steep that it gave us gray hair
80 degrees angle and five miles long
we’d give up our lives to get first tracks this strong
i stepped over the edge and said to the guys
“i’m going to bag this hill or I’m going to die”
i jumped the huge cornice and carved the steep bowl
the snow was at once pure heaven and evil black hole
for it sucked me right in and seduced me all right
faster and faster I flew, down out of sight
my turns were all fluid and perfectly made
‘till gravity stopped and time was betrayed
i floated in crystal, wrapped in sublime
but always returned with powder in mind
i raced down steepness with legs burning now
and flew down the flutes brimming with pow

some of our group was lost that fine day
when a slide let loose and covered their way
we didn’t turn back or shed nay a tear
for we all knew the danger and hoisted them a beer
and there were problems with skis, bindings and skins
for the gremlins also need to get their fun in

we skied back to the hut and stoked a big fire
and laid back and regaled our exploits and admire
long into the night did we rant and shred
‘tll foggy heads and full guts did we march off to our beds
alas when I woke I was not where I seemed
and wondered if all I had known was only a dream