Powder as magic  

rm_devilish444 42M
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1/16/2006 3:00 pm

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

Powder as magic


This weekend I went up to ski Beaver Creek and Vail. Got in at about 11pm on Friday night, skied BC Saturday, Vail Sunday, and came home Monday (although I was tempted to head back to BC for a half-day-- it's almost too much of a temptation with a Colorado Pass). Saturday at BC was incredible. I've skied here a couple times before, but since we've gotten hammered with so much snow, the conditions were ideal-- 4 1/2 feet of packed powder, sunny, temps in the 40s. The Birds of Prey runs I remembered from last year had changed dramatically with all this new snow. Steep, fast spots, were now ungroomed moguls as far I could see... but as they say, "No falls, no balls" so I took a few good lumps initially. My ankle that I was so worried about worked like a champ (woohoo!!). In a boot, I didn't feel a thing, but on one good fall when I lost my ski, my ankle was a little less cooperative going back into the ski. Sloping terrain probably played the biggest factor. So, a little motrin and a few margharitas apres-ski did the trick...good as new, and ready to tackle Vail on Sunday. It snowed a bit overnight, and snowed pretty much the entire day on Sunday, so conditions were a little less than ideal- overcast, snowing, about 12 degrees. I had to pull out my face mask on some of the lifts because it was just brutal going back up... and the crowded gondola was nice on occasion, but the runs that the gondola go seem mostly where all the rich folk get off and learn to ski. However, I did find my way up to the top of the mountain and the back bowl where again I felt so alone, but in a most amazing way. I started to make my way down Dealer's Choice, and about half-way through, I just decided to stop and listen. The only noises I heard were the snow crunching underneath my skis, and the occasional gust of wind through the trees. It's was magical. So I stopped and laid down, closed my eyes, and continued to listen. Nothing refreshes your soul (even in 12 degrees) like Mother Nature. I was the only one on the slope. The snow seemed to form a cocoon around me, like a glowing aura surrounding every one of my movements all the way down the mountain. I think I stopped smiling when I woke up today. Mother Nature has some unbelieveable power, but she also has this sweet side that will make you smile if you just stop and listen.

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