UTAH SKI DAYS
I RAN AWAY FROM THE CORPORATE WORLD TO JOIN THE SKI BUM CIRCUS IN 1983, ARRIVING JUST IN TIME TO CATCH PARK CITY AT ITS TINIEST & MOST CHARMING, ALONG WITH SEVERAL SEASONS OF HEAVY SNOWFALL & FANTASTIC SKIING. UPON ARRIVAL, I SKIED 109 DAYS IN A ROW, TOOK A DAY OFF, THEN SKIED EVERY DAY UNTIL THE RESORT CLOSED. IT TURNS OUT I WAS A NATURAL BORN CLOWN. THESE PHOTOS COVER JUST A TINY FRACTION OF MY SKIING ANTICS OVER THE LAST FEW DECADES, BUT THEY ARE ENOUGH TO GIVE AN IDEA OF HOW FORTUNATE I'VE BEEN TO BE PART OF THE CIRCUS ALL THESE YEARS.
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SO THAT'S WHERE I LEFT IT
THE ASPENS WERE VERY POLITE, & STOOD VERY STILL AS I BLASTED BY. BUT YOU CAN'T TRUST A PINE TREE. LET ALONE TWO. AS I SQUEEKED THROUGH I STOMPED ON A BURIED BRANCH RIGHT UNDER MY BOOT, CAUSING MY SKI TO FLEX THE WRONG WAY. MY BINDING DIDN'T LIKE THAT, & IT DID WHAT BINDINGS DO WHEN THEY'RE NOT HAPPY WITH YOU. IT RELEASED.
