Skiing-to me-ISSkiing enjoyment to me is "Anticipation".
An enjoyable moment in skiing.
Check Tue night the video cam on top of Silver Mt. Idaho ski area. Its snowed pretty good. Set the alarm for a little earlier than usual for the 50min drive, my hopes are for a foot of powder. My anticipation grows, when before I hit the sheet I look at my outside thermometer and its 8 degrees at 11PM. My anticipation and knowledge tell me its zero or less on top of my first run for the next morning, aah perfect powder day. I have trouble dropping off because I know there won't be anything close to a crowd tommorrow being a weekday.
Wed, up early grab a hot choco and couple bars, banana and am in the truck putting it in 4x4 to get out of my driveway as theres 8" of the white that has fallen while I was sleep. Check the snow, take a double handful and blow it way easier than blowing out candle on a birthday cake. Yeah on top of the mountain it will even be better. Glad I waxed with Blue wax and confident I picked right. While driving over I witnessed winters beauty in N. Idaho; a small herd of elk, a really fluffed out coyote and in my 31 mi drive to the freeway I passed 1 other car (both directions). I arrived early at the Gondola and got right on being an insructor. Got on top and witnessed a fresh 12 in. of snow on the ground. Now my anticipation turned into a hurry up frame of mind so I could get on the lift. Suited up, got outside and skied down to Chair 2, over to 4 and across the high traverse.
I stood on top 500 yards across a traverse overlooking almost the entire PNW and Canada. The wind was still, it wasn't snowing, there was 12" of fresh snow and no tracks in front of me on the high traverse and of course no tracks below me. I paused for about 1 min and took in the view of the Canadian Rockie, Selkirk range, looked deeply at where Glacier Nat'l park should be and tried to find distant Schweitzer runs off to my NW. The panorama was really stunning with ther trees thick with snow. I looked down the hill and saw no bumps, no tracks, no body at all. My anticipation of mixing up my turns, alternating speeds and picking any line I wanted was pretty much beyond description. The skiers on this site will obviously know the feeling I am try to describe. People who don't ski would never understand these feelings. Dropping off a small cornice, the anticipation of the first turn is almost overwhelming. Maybe I can best describe this feeling with the warhoop I uttered quite loudly. Once again you had to have been there or done it yourself somewhere, sometime. That was the best, greatest most satisfying, most remembered ski run I have ever made. That is skiing, the skiing I live to experience again, the anticipation is always with me.
NOTE. And not to exclude: The friends and other great times, on and off the snow.
ANTICIPATION. 06-07 kICKING HORSE, Lake Louise, Big Mt., Red, Whitewater, Kimberly, Fernie and places North