Mon 12 Feb 2007
My single attempt at the very top black run was a disaster. The hill was quite steep, so when I inevitably fell, I slid down at least 30 meters. My ski remained up the slope. After a few attempts to even move without sliding further, I didn’t relish climbing up to get it. Fortunately I was spared the effort thanks to the benevolence of a skilled skier who kindly brought it down for me. All attempts to put my skis back in the bindings failed on a hill that steep, so I had to suffer the ignobility of sliding down the remaining 300 meters or so to the bend on my behind. Actually, I really enjoyed sliding down the hill. I really picked up speed because I had on a decent pair of Marker ski pants on that I got when I volunteered for the 2002 Olympics and Paralympics and they almost seemed made for butt-skiing. I spent the rest of the afternoon happily speeding down the intermediate slopes after that. Considering the unseasonably warm weather it was like spring skiing and I didn’t let up all day. I definitely hope to go again soon.
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