February 12, 2013 by seriesofassortedevents
Today we skied Wolf Creek, but more importantly, last night God dumped one giant pile of powder over the entire mountain. I HAVE NEVER HAD SUCH GOOD SKIING!! Twenty six inches of beautiful, untouched, unpacked, glistening white powder just asking to be carved up. Heavenly like I don’t even know what. Amazing.
Skiing today and even driving around amid the snow capped woods all renew the excitement I have for CU. I’ve remembered that skiing is (as my brother would say) the kitty’s titties. That little spray of snow in your face when you cut through a huge patch of powder. Mhm, das the life. I could do this everyday. There’s something about Colorado that just captivates me. Louisiana has it’s fair share of wilderness, but there is a special beauty in these mountains. The sky here seems endless and the nature copious. I love it. (I sound like such a rookie. I have to also admit that driving/living with this snow will get old soon).
The slopes closed at 4 and we were back to the condo by 5 with just a wee bit of day light left, so I got really pumped up for what would be my first Colorado run. Ha. Have a laugh at my life: .70miles, 6:15 minutes, and I was gone for about 25 minutes total. Why?
1. Ice is a BITCH
2. I got lost (in Pagosa Springs which is literally one street and one red light. I’m a star)
3. I had one bar of service and NOBODY answered their phones so I was left to wonder the icy streets until I happened to somehow find our condo by luck.
And I was worried about the altitude messing up my run. Nope, just my own ditzyness. There’s a small gym in Pagosa (by the grace of God) so tomorrow morning I’m going to see if I can buy a one day pass or just beg them for an hour and a treadmill. Stay tuned.
Now we’re eating gumbo, watching TV and staying warm with the family and cousins. I love the after-ski evenings like this. Ahhh, gimme a cup of cider and lets call it a night.