Conquering the Wolfe
Friday, December 30th, 2005I went skiing for the first time this season today. It was fun and I always under- estimate my skiing abilities. I’m no black diamond skier but I am pretty comfortable with a blue as long as "the conditions are right." Not right conditions include ice, rain, and stupid people. Today, I had two out of three and let’s just say there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. So, on the way up the chair lift theirs a big sign that says "Advanced skiers to Expert Only at Top" and once I was bored with the green, I headed up to the top. So, I am heading down, sharp corner and there it was. It looked like Jones Town the day after. People were littered everywhere. Babies were crying, boys were laughing, and one woman was scutchin down the middle of the slope on her butt. I had no choice. What goes up……so I began the decent. Swoosh past the first obstical, swoosh past the second and then it happened. Two people came around either side of me and slammed right into each other and then snow-balled down the hill. My first reaction was, "You idiots." Then, "Hope they’re okay." Then, "Oh shit, I am going to run into this ball of human inertia." So, in my panic I did a forward face plant in the snow. The Wolfe had conquered me.