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| Aubrey |
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I owe massive debts of gratitude to a couple friends... one that hooked me up with a condo for the night and the other that hooked me up with a half price lift ticket at Beaver Creek.
It has been probably three years since I skied something other than Brian Head when they were more than partially open and had good snow. I think that I forgot what real skiing is. I think in my little myopic world view, that skiing at a Brian Head is actually real skiing. It is family skiing. Taking cruisers with my kids and friends isn't the same as ACTUAL SKIING. The last real skiing moment that I had was Alberta at Wolf Creek.
Clay and I left Phoenix at 9:00 PM last night in the Avy. We had two things on the agenda--some IT work at Beaver Creek and a training class in Denver on Monday. If we left on Friday night and drove all night, I could squeeze in a day of skiing. But I would be crazy tired when we got in. Got into Beaver Creek at 9:30 AM and I was on the slopes by 10:30 AM.
I met Bermuda Bob on the second run I took. I was looking for something over off to the far left side of the mountain and ended up taking several laps on the Rose Bowl lift on Spider and Ripsaw and Web. We cut across on Harrier to the Grouse Mountain Lift.
I was a gaper. I couldn't get over it. 10 degrees. Crystal clear. Blue Skies. Fresh snow. Had to stop over and over just to admire the view. And then I got to the top of Osprey. We have all kinds of "play" black diamonds and an occasional fake double black. Sunrise calls some runs double blacks that are a joke. This was no joke. Almost 2,000 vertical feet of double black diamond goodness. One run that has double the vertical drop of the entire mountain at Brian Head. The resort just kept rising and rising. 4,000 vertical feet. It was the first time I rode a high speed quad since Alta two years ago. That is how sad and sheltered my life has been since we bought the condo and got season passes.
I have rarely felt truly humble. Bob humbled me. 60 year old man who just burned my quads and kept stopping and looking over his shoulders to make sure I was still there. And I was. He kept asking me which way we should go, but it is his mountain. He knows it. He skis it. So it was "where are we going, show me the way, I'll keep up".
I couldn't walk up the stairs to the condo and had to take the elevator. I can't even lay down because I am so worn out. BEST DAY EVER. It has been a while since I pushed myself at all. I may spend the rest of the year with the kids, but as of right now, I actually feel like a skier again. It just rocked. Beaver Creek rocks. (And so do Caroline and Daren who hooked me up today) |
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