Skiing, Snowboarders & Ski Apres
There’s one benefit to winter and cold weather – ski resorts in the Northern Hemisphere are open all over the world.
This is fun in the sun of a different kind, of cruising (or blasting) down runs on skis or a snowboard, of cramming into warm “huts” for lunch and the all-important post-slopes party knows as ski apres.
Out here in California and throughout Western North America, the ski resorts are already off to a great start. Late November and early December storms that have soaked the cities have dumped snow on the mountains, as much as a food in Mammoth Mountain.
Southern California mountains – Big Bear and Wrightwood – are adding to that snowpack with man-made snow.
As a kid, I always enjoyed going to the Great Smoky mountains in East Tennessee. We would pack sleds in the car and go with a few neighborhood friends and slide down hills off the side of the road.
One neighbor (Connie, that’s you!) was so reckless it was not uncommon of her to wipe not only only us, but anyone else in her vicinity. One time, she did not slow down and wound up in a creek!
Years later, I became a fan of skiing. This happened when on a work ski trip to Mammoth when I was with a PR agency. Several people were really good skiers and since I had just started at that company I did not want to admit I did not know how to ski.
I just kept to myself the first day and tried to learn on my own. I was terrible, of course, mainly because I could not figure out how to stop. I just crashed in the snow. That evening someone gave me a great tip. “Stick out your butt,” he said.
I tried it, this worked great and today I consider myself a self-taught intermediate skier. Don’t get me near any moguls, tho.
One thing I don’t like about skiing are all the snowboarders, which are over running North American ski resorts. No matter their level, they all think they are Shawn White and blast down the hills with no regard to anyone else on the runs (kind of the modern-day version of Connie on a sled). They wipe out in the middle of the run – always right in front of me – and then sit there for several minutes, causing other snowboarders and skies to make sudden maneuvers to avoid them.
But as long as I make it to the bar for ski apres, I’m okay.