Interesting question to ask someone who doesn't know when they should
grow up.  Great answer.
Never thought about what I think about  when skiing --
  Henry got it quite right indeed.

What I did think about this morning at Stowe was we should have gotten
there a bit earlier. You'd have thought it was a major dump instead of
the minor several inches, the way it was tracked up.  The leftovers off
the quad were no surprize, but what did surprize was finding the first
frozen surfaces of this season under the leftovers - first  of the
season for me!   So... instead of following the hoards of snowboarders
over to the Gondola, We decided some peaceful powder might be found
elsewhere...and we found it.  It wasn't gnarly, it wasn't where I
normally go... but oh my gosh!...  there I was looking at very visible
ungroomed, untouched  powdery slope without a SINGLE TRACK on it...I
couldn't believe it.. and then ate it up.. and went up and did it again
just for fun.  2nd tracks.  Made my unexciting day.  The rambles down
some off side  tree-lined detours were pretty nice too.  No gnarl, but
some  barely tracked  powder in beautiful surroundings.  Looked like a
good place to do some first woods exploring should that day ever come
for me.  Once again, it became most noticeable that natural snow trails
don't have the icyness - firm in spots but not ice.

No complaints from me...

On Wednesday, Mar 17, 2004, at 08:53 America/Montreal, Henry Barboza

> Last night while driving my teenage daughter over to her mom's, she
> asked me
> "why do I ski"?  Ironically, in the 14 or 15 years I've skied no one
> ever asked
> me that.  I always thought that people had their own idea of what
> skiing was all
> about which is why no one ever asked.  Especially the folks at work,
> who often
> look at me as some idiot 50 year old that doesn't know when he should
> grow up.
> So after taking just a moment, what I told her was this:  when I'm
> skiing down
> some trail, whether it's groomed snow, bumps, powder, trees or
> whatever, and I
> get into a kind of rythym, everything seems to slow down.  I feel very
> much "in
> the moment" so to speak.  That is, all those stupid thoughts that we
> always have
> running through our head seem to disappear, and for that short amount
> of time,
> all that exists is what you are doing at the very moment, it's just
> you and the
> snow and the trees and the hill.  There's no past, no future, no bills
> no
> errands, just you floating down the side of some hill.  I'd guess it's
> almost
> like meditating too, except instead of just sitting there you're
> physically
> active.  'Course I didn't tell her the other side though, the dark
> side of it,
> that is, when you get in over your head, get a little out of control
> or even
> freaked out.  That's when the mountain reaffirms it's position that it
> is the
> zen master and you are still just the dumb student and you shouldn't
> get so damn
> cocky!
> Now, all that said I guess there's still one other reason to slide
> down the hill
> through all that white stuff - it's f*&%$@$* fun!!
> Henry

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