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Subject:
Does it count as a ski dream
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telenaut <[log in to unmask]>
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Vermont Skiing Discussion and Snow Reports <[log in to unmask]>
Date:
Fri, 11 Oct 2002 14:08:20 -0400
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if you're in your bare feet?

I remembered it somewhere around 9:15 this morning, with sudden twin twinges
of glee and sadness. Glee at the exhiliration of it all, sadness that, alas,
it was only a dream.

There was a bit under a foot of fluffy white new, and a bunch of us were out
there to tear up as much as we could.

I took skier's left, a double fall line run, with some wicked steep slopes
if you angled left, down and across the trail. (Kinda reminds me of lower
Rumble at the bush, or lower John Hancock at Jiminy.) I was swooping with
abandon, none of my usual timidity, securely in my comfort zone thanks to
the slow-speed effect of skiing with... no skis. I was barefoot, and
come--now, awake--to picture it, I was skiing with horrible form, my front
tele foot way out in front of my knee.*

But no matter. There were face shots to be had and the steeps were a blast.
Snow wasn't cold at all--either that or my tootsies were used to it, hard to
know.

I came barreling down to a cat-track traverse and launched big off the
downhill side. Way up in the air, floating--it's a familiar dream feeling
for me, but usually it's around then I wake up, not exactly panicked, but
let's just say _concerned_ about my lack of landing skills. Not this night.
I surveyed the situation, gathered my ski-feet under me and prepared to
touch down. Bliss it was, with a big puff of snow spraying up to my sides
(still that bad tele form, though) and on I went, whooping to the base,
where I met up with a few other folks--JimBau, was that you?--who had taken
skier's right, and we traded tales, each telling the other that surely he
had found the better route.

Bummer? I looked down at my feet and saw that I'd developed little white
blisters. Would that first run have had to be my last, too? No indeed! On
closer inspection, they weren't blisters at all, just little ice-patches
that had formed on my soles. No problem. And I went off looking for the lift
up.

--dreamnaut

* Reminds me of a wide-awake question I've been meaning to ask the list.
Next post.

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