Powder Day!

Heya, hows it going? I sure hope things are going well in these times. It sure isn't the same as when I was growing up that's for sure. A lot more anger and a lot more bogus people to navigate on a daily basis. It really gets tiring trying sometimes, and that's why we love to ride. We'll be up on the mountain tomorrow and I should be taking my written exam for the PSIA this Wednesday! I'm exicted to get into it. To be honest I don't feel like I will pass my first round. I may just surprise myself after all though. The weather here has been snowing off and on for the last 3 days or so. We are expecting the mountain to get at least 13" by tomorrow probably closer to 18" and snow all day long. That means the powder will flow all day! I spent the day in the gear room getting our gear waxed and sharpened and we are ready!

Being on the mountain is exhilirating and this on just one of the reasons I would like to instruct. To be able to gift somebody the knowledge of living this type of life would feel really good to me. My normal nine to five job just becomes less interesting to me every day. Skiing never gets boring. From choosing the right gear to tuning it for a powder day or carving groomers. It all makes me feel alive.

Tomorrow being prez day and all we are expecting a few more heads on the mountain, but as I've stated before; the crowds here are no where near California status...not even close. Kat and I are very lucky to be able to find a great home mountain that offers a lot of variable terrain with a great season pass price.

I still have to finish my painting. I haven't put much time into it since our last visit. That's my fault, my mom sprang a surprise visit on Kat and I last week and I didn't get to take my test or work on my painting. It was great to see my mother though. I can't believe I'm 50...wow. It sure doesn't feel like I'm that old. I'm still trying to figure out what I want to be when I grow up! Seriously though, if it's one thing I've learned looking back over my life it's that I never really belonged anywhere. Therefore I should never be afraid of change. That's got to be another main reason I love to ski; movement. Just to carve through a turn leaving a wake of snow spary behind is one of the greatest feeling I can think of...OH! here is a picture of our dog.

His name is Stanislaus Bartel Clyde Henry Carlisle Van Helsing Thunder Egg the 3rd...but we just call hin Stan. I just wanted to reach out and give a quick update on my goings on. I truly hope you and yours are safe and happy. To all the friends out there I've made and lost along the way you made every day worth it. Whether we stayed friends of not I learned something and appreciate the lesson. A lot of you I miss and wonder what happened...It may have been me, it may have been you..hell, it may have been both of us. It's all memories and it's all beautiful. I'm gunna go to bed now so I can wake up and ride. I will take photos for the blog and hopefully have some more content next time.