I’ve been trying to get better at skiing for about a decade now — really working at it. Every year, more of the mountain is open to me, and I regularly ski places, where I can remember years before, I remember sitting and quietly weeping.
But after looking at it from the lift about 1000x, I thought I found a way through, and I did it (with people shouting encouragement from the chair – slightly disconcerting).
(Here is what it looks like in a more normal year.)
But while I’m happy with what I did this year, there is still so far to go. I’m from sea-level New York, and started late. I feel like a weekend-fisherman talking to a killer whale about fishing technique. Still it’s inspiring. I see people in places it would never occur to me to stand, let alone ski, and say to myself, “someday”. Praying Cat was like that.
People who haven’t skied out in Utah have no idea how seriously they take it, and how good some of them are. Here’s an idea. Maybe next year. :)