Thanks for all the nice compliments but I would like to remind you that anyone who has skied as long as I have is bound to look good on easy terrain. I really wish I had my run down the front face and then through Gully 2. It was the only time that week where I kind of scared myself. Not from the terrain even though it was steep, but because I attacked it like you see in the ski movies and my speed was really getting up there. I was focusing on the end of the run and wanted to make it in one shot but common sense overtook me and I bailed across the fall line, pointed my tips uphill and came to a controlled stop about 2/3 of the way down. I knew if I had even the slightest mis-step at that speed it would be a BIG tumble and I am getting too old for that.
I have to say that I was especially proud of my skiing this year, my 40th consecutive season as it almost didn't happen due to an incident with a deer while on one of my motorcycles last July 29th. If you can believe this (as told to me by my buddy who was riding behind me and saw the whole thing) , We were minding our own business riding down a nice country back road when a deer lept out from between some trees from which it was shielded from sight and litterally tried to hitch a ride with me by landing on my back, knocking me out in the process. The deer falls back and is straddled across my bike with me limped over and we are still heading down the road. My buddy does everything he can to keep and eye on us and not crash himself or worse, run me over when I inevitably fall of my bike, which I do a hundred yards or so down the road. I woke up in a ditch in a lot of pain about 20 minutes later just before the ambulance arrived.
Though I was eventually Life Flighted to a major trauma center, my injuries were mostly upperbody. 10 rib fractures, 2 of the joints where the ribs attach to the sternum, Bone chips in C3 an C6 vertebrae and a collapsed lung. As I wear proper gear when riding I was well protected and had virtually no road rash and my head was ok. Cant say the same for my carbon fiber helmet which died in the line of duty. Honest to G-D when I woke up in that ditch, the first thing I did was check to see if both legs and arms worked. When they did, I thought to myself, "Well, I guess I will be able to ski this winter." That is how much skiing means to me.
Back to your reguarly scheduled program.