Smattering
And, some pictures from the last few months. Colorado, New Jersey, North Carolina. Like, er, this one:
Cliffs
I just returned from a three-day whirlwind trip to a few new ski areas in the south of Colorado. It was three days of extreme skiing, mostly for free (thank goodness for that Colorado Real Deal!), and quite a bit of mountain driving. As it turns out, the San Juans, which include most if not...
People wonder why we do this.
The explanation is simple. It is because of sunsets like this: And clouds like this: And sunrises like this: And skies like this: And sun like this: And hills like this: And days like this:
Obligatory Ski-Life Metaphor
You either have so many choices—such a wide expanse of space, a million lines and a million options—or you have none: a death-defying, boulder-scraping drop off the end, a last minute bail to avoid a tree-trunk, one wrong step and it’s over. You choose your path, the wide frolic or the narrow chute. It’s harder,...
Healthy dose
Being a ski-bum requires a certain tranquil austerity, a profound respectful regard for nature. Mountains are big. They are tall, they are cold, windy, icy, snowy, sunny, slippery, rock-ridden, tree-covered, precarious beasts of geology. Geology and nature, serene though they may seem, are unpredictable. Weather can turn at any minute, or a seemingly solid, soft...
