Originally Posted by nvr2late
Probably a bit removed from the usual ski porn...I skied with my wife and 3 boys today (2 and 3/4, 5 and 7 yrs) for 5 hours in warm, NE conditions. My youngest was a trooper and loved every minute...oldest wants to stay longer of course...I skied almost the entire day with my youngest in tow on a Lucky Bums leash (yeah, yeah...he enjoyed every second and that is worth more than his form at 2 years old IMHO)...as we drove home I felt a sense of having finally made it, finally achieved a dream....a family that skis together...it was an amazing start to what I hope will be a great year...cheers...
Skiing with your kids is the best of skiing, and I still dream of it, past, present, future...as you say. Have a great season together.
Originally Posted by Stranger
A bit of a different direction.
In the earlier days of heli skiing in the Chugach did some part time guiding for Alyeska Air Service; would have paid them to have that job. Just brought a group of Japanese down Raven Glacier, 1st tracks about a foot of fresh on a 1000' base about 4k vertical, a great blue+ run. We are waiting for the copter to come get us when one of these guys starts climbing back up the hill .
He had lost his cigarette lighter and was going to go back and look for it!
Must be a nice lighter.
A friend and I were once skiing a wide open 1500' face and suddenly she stopped. Bent down and picked up something. It was a wallet, and turned out to be owned by a friend of hers, the rep of a large ski company. He rewarded her with a new pair of skis.
Once my son and I were on a chair and he saw something in the snow. He went over to check it out on our run. It was a clear plastic windproof lighter. what an eye! skiers, like cyclists, love to find stuff out there.
I once lost a Swiss Army knife. Knew exactly where, but couldn't find it. But it has my name on it. Years later, hiking around in the summer, I found the knife. It had migrated about 50 yards down the hill with the storms, rain, and melt. The plastic sides had warped in the sun, so I replaced them with walnut. An improvement actually.
Originally Posted by Posaune
In the '70s I was skiing with two friends at Stevens Pass on a bluebird day after a huge overnight dump. We were on top of a ridge (shoulder of the Lower Annie) which had accumulated loose, windblown snow on top of the already deep stuff. One friend and I are both over 6' tall, but the other is a short guy, probably 5' 5".
The taller friend skied the ridge first, snow flying over his head much of the time, a thing of incredible beauty. I followed and experienced the same consistent face shots, it was heaven. Finally Tony, the short guy, took off. He disappeared under the snow. Not a ripple appeared. There we were, at the bottom of a long ridge with no way to get to his aid if he had a problem and no sign of him. We began to really panic when suddenly Tony popped out of the snow far down the ridge from where he had started, with a grin wider than his head. He had skied under that snow without disturbing the surface, holding his breath the whole way.
Wow! I did not know that could happen. Has to be super dry snow, right? And skinny skis help!
My first experience at Alta in the mid 70's on my ST Comps blew my mind. I kept getting snow in my mouth and couldn't breath, and at first didn't expect that and was shocked. I wondered: how do people do this? I can't breath.