Alpine and Telemark skiing... among other things

Alpine and Telemark skiing... among other things
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Tuesday, January 11, 2011

1/11/11

What a date!  I was nervous all day.  I should have been.  Things weren't going exactly as planned.  Those plates that I needed to change my tele skis into alpine weren't going my way.  Oh well, maybe they'll be ready when I get done skiing.  When I got to the parking lot I was interrupted by several business calls, no good ones unfortunately.  I was trying to get my old ski bindings to fit the tight ass boots I'm trying to break in for Jackson Hole.  That meant walking all the way back to the truck for a screw driver.  It also meant that I had to go to the bathroom.  I once again opened both doors and did my business.  Last time I tried this a guy was standing above me.  This time it looked clear...until I heard someone hooting.  Oops.  Oh well.

I finally got some runs under my belt but then a great hunger came over me.  There's really no food in the house.  I decided I better go eat something in the lodge.  Believe me a bowl of chilly is extravagant.  With fries and my discount from my season pass it was still over $10.  Oh you say, it must have been the beer.  I drank water fool!

Ok to the skiing: I'm not sure if it's called Downdraft right under the gondola on the top?  See the picture of the lower part.  Maybe you'll recognize it.  It was the first time this year that the upper part was open.  I also went down Lower Ovation for the first time this year.  Then I went into the woods for two very nice powder runs.  All of these runs I did alone.  I mean really alone.  I texted Kim before I dropped into the woods just in case I never came out.   Not a smart thing to do on 1/11/11.  I have to say all in all I had a good day of skiing.  I got my plate from the tele shop when I was finished skiing.  I then took it to the binding shop so I could put some of my alpine bindings on it.  They of course proceeded to butcher the plates.  They had never seen this system before.  Let the kids run the shop for heavens sake, I say.  Now they have to order new plates to replace the ones they ruined.  In the meantime I'm going to ski on the ruined plates until the new ones come in or I blow out of the ruined ones and die,  which ever comes first.

It's supposed to dump tonight and tomorrow.  Until then...

Sarah

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