Hope
April 29, 2008 at 11:02 pm | In Skiing | Leave a CommentIt springs eternal.
Miracles happen every day. Here’s hoping that Kevin LaFleur’s able to latch on to one of them and follow it home. The good weather starts Thursday.
.Solace
April 28, 2008 at 11:15 pm | In Skiing | Leave a CommentIt’s not the right word, but it’s the word that sprang to my fingers as I typed. It’s midnight in the lab. The climb/ski mentioned below happened according to plan. The descent wasn’t quite what I’d imagined, but fun nonetheless. Volcanoes always serve up a surprise or two. If anyone can explain to me how a ten minute nap can convert a stumbling, haggard, and incoherent person back into a coherent and moderately strong step-kicker, I’m interested.
First light is a special time. 87th light is a special time for folks with CCDs.
The partner’s faster than 800 speed “film”.
Friday
April 25, 2008 at 10:11 pm | In Life, Skiing | Leave a CommentIt’s freedom, Friday is. The experiment’s running again (and too well, at that), after an inexplicably long hiatus. The weather is good, and getting better. Ski plans are made. Tomorrow, I’ll wake up after a long and restful sleep, poke around the house, do some laundry and catch up on some cleaning, pack my gear, pick up my partner, and we’ll cruise south on the interstate. A night of climbing, burning adenosine triphosphate on the dark pyre of a sleeping volcano, should yield an excellent sunrise and a fabulous ski.
I wish everyone can have a weekend this relaxing and (hopefully) fulfilling. That is, of course, assuming that the mountain lions and wet slides don’t ruin the party.
My perennial ski partner skins through a moonless night
Literature
April 20, 2008 at 9:49 pm | In Life, Skiing | Leave a CommentA fabulously beautiful weekend went by, but I didn’t take any pictures at all. Picture this in your mind’s eye. Calf to knee deep fresh and light powder on the ground with intermittent snow squalls that would occasionally allow a sunny glimpse of either couloir-streaked triangular peaks or the majestic and eyefilling behemoth of a stratovolcano.
Paradise.
Cathedral
April 6, 2008 at 9:08 pm | In Life, Skiing | Leave a CommentWent alone to the church of my choosing hoping to find an answer to a difficult question. All I really found, unfortunately, was deep and luscious powder.
Funeral
April 4, 2008 at 10:21 pm | In Life | Leave a CommentA good man passed away today. One who helped to spawn a huge family of friendly, collegial folks who’ll accept nearly anyone into their fold. One who taught someone a great many things that that someone passed on to me. My contact with him was limited, but uniformly worthwhile. Even in his nineties, he would actively and efficiently use his cane to help folks working on construction projects. You didn’t have to ask – the cane was there and doing precisely the right thing. At the other end of the cane, you’d find a smile.
The question now becomes: Is it better to honor him by spending my next few days living and working to my fullest, or by heading off to join a cast of hundreds in seeing his body abandoned to cold Dakotan dirt? Or are the two the same thing?
Night
April 2, 2008 at 9:19 pm | In Skiing | Leave a Comment
The night is my companion
And solitude my guide.
Would I spend forever here
And not be satisfied?
Missing out on bluebird days while making the experiment work at a glacial pace. At least that MF metamorphism is taking place. Stable skiing on thin fresh snow may be the order of the weekend.
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