OK – so a bunch of you have asked me about my ski experience that I said I’d post about. WELL…go here and watch the 45 sec. flash video and then come back… http://breckenridge.snow.com/winterhome.asp
YEP. Not only did we go up the highest lift in North America – GO BRECK – but we did a lil (hmmm, I dont think I’d call it LITTLE) hike up AFTER we got off said-highest-lift-in-universe. <sigh> So, the story goes like this:
After my MUCH publicized decision to have a LEISURE ski day – ya see, its been 8 yrs since I skied at ALL – we headed off into the PERFECT conditions of sunny day and powder snow. After dropping kids off at ski school – Brent, me, Tracy (my sis) and Bill (her hubby) headed out for some blue and blue/black relaxed skiing. As the locals (3 of which I’m related to) say – we were “gaypers” our for a day of “cruising”. I joked about being too old to get better and push myself…not interested anymore. Just want to survive day w/knees intact.
SO…off we go. After a couple hrs of short and semi-crowded blue/black runs and many lifts back up, we stopped for lunch when we got THE CALL. Yes, the CALL. It was my big brother, Steve – saying he’d decided to come meet us and ski w/us. My tummy did a jump and my mind started reassuring myself of my plan…”remember, you’re out for a RELAXING ski day…no pushing the limits…you’re 36 now and on vacation…not to mention the mother of 2 now.”
Hmmm…Steve coming to meet us. How can I put this – he’s a pro. Skis like 200 days of the year and is one of those skiers that when you see him coming – you stop, take off your hat, place it across your heart and pay homage to the skill…the ease. OK, well he’s also been the sole reason I’m a decent skier over the years…he’s a great teacher. Very patient…always has the perfect tip to have you focus on. Literally, when I ski w/him, I get better. But, if you dont ask – he wont push it on you. Anyway, I reminded self again – “Self” I said “you DO NOT want to get better…you do NOT want pointers…and certainly do NOT want to challege skills…no thank you…no gracias”.
Well, by the time we met Stevey, I had full tummy and ready to plead my case of relaxing skiing. He’s smooth, that one. Within 10 mins of meeting him – we had done some groomers (blue/blacks that we groomed…no big bumps) and I was feeling pretty confident. Jon (other ski maniac brother who specializes in ariel tricks – and blown ACLs in the knee) called and was meeting us, too. Next thing I know, we’re heading for the Tbar. OK, yea, I know Tbar lift is for blacks only…but, I’m feeling OK…Steve tells me “TRUST ME KRIS” (imagine echo effect to get the full feeling of it) – you can do these runs no prob. Hmmm.
Well, we met Jon and did the Tbar a few times. Some great black runs. A few “gladey” runs (which I thought meant smooth…yea, thats wrong…that means TREE TRAILS) that were fun…of course, I hit NO trees. Not sure it’d be too much fun if I’d tasted a few.
After a few Tbar rides Steve and Jon say “lets do the NEW lift!!!” – (see video from Breck link above) – it’s AWESOME. As we arrive at lift line I notice a few things:
1-EVERY single skier has a helmet on (except us) – even my brother does
2-BIG sign that says “black double diamond and black double diamond extreme expert ONLY”
3-There are NOOOOOO trees up here…just blowing snow
4-VERY FEW PEOPLE ARE ACTUALLY DOING THIS
OK…still feeling OK. Having a great day. Am I really 36? Nah. As we ride up – it gets COLDER, cloudier, windier, and STEEEEEEEPER. Hmm. As we approach to get off lift I notice something very strange…”Why are those LUNATICS taking off their skis?” I wonder. As I get closer, I realize those lunatics include my brothers, my bro in law and sis. NO WAY. PERIOD. NOT GOING TO HAPPEN.
It happened. I could barely breath. I kept hearing Steve up ahead yelling “We’ve got to get to K2!!” (obscure movie quote reference anyone??). And as sweet hubby was in front of me telling me where to step as I hiked up…sweet younger bro carried my skis so I could concentrate on “step, breathe, step, breathe”. OK, must say – it felt purdy dern good to be on top of the world. I mean the TOP. Stepping off the cornice to head down was tricky, but I made it…
Wooeee. It was a trip. Must say, though, after surviving that DD and that hike, my legs were spent and I had to call it a day at 3:15ish. What an experience though. SO much for my relaxing day. Although, I must say – I have the ski bug again after that…cant wait to go back. OH, almost forgot – afterwards, we did relax a bit while waiting for ski school to let out…Jon and I did a lil karioke. Hmmm, I hear it was a lil painful to hear though…
Great memories…great to be together skiing again. WIll never forget it. I added pix to my picture album below…go check it out.