Back from Utah

Hey,

I was bit sad knowing how much snow was falling in the mountains outside of Salt Lake City and I had to get on a plane to fly back to Wisco. I feel very fortunate to have spent 6 days in Utah and to have been able to experience some of the best skiing I’ve ever done.

Last Monday I took an early morning flight from Milwaukee. Usually there are not that many people for a 6am flight but this time the line to check in and the security check were backed up so much that I barely made my flight. Seems like there should have been a few more people working. That's just my opinion.

I don’t mean to complain but on my two flights that day I was wedged in with some rather large people. I realize we all come in all shapes and sizes but why should I have to pay for a whole seat and then literally only get to sit in ¾ of it?

While waiting for the rest of the crew to show up in SLC, Chris D. came to pick me and we went to a favorite restaurant of mine downtown SLC for some good pizza. Eventually, most of the players arrived and we headed to the condo to wait for some of the other late arrivers.

Monday night we went night skiing at Brighton. Dumping snow and good friends. The lift ride was a bit brutal but the going down was sweet.





Tuesday was the all day epic at Alta. We had deep snow in the morning with clearing skies in the afternoon. I had a great time skiing, but more importantly I got to share it the my bros. It was a great day to remember. We even got to play with some new TIMEX GPS product. I think its alright to mention it. It’s a new wrist GPS that does so much stuff it boggled my mind.



I tried to take my skirt off so I don't think I sucked too bad. I figured if I fell it wouldn't hurt too bad. I did pop out of the binding once. Luckily, the ski was not buried but it was a struggle to "sidestep" the 5 feet back uphill to retrieve it. I had a little help from a passerby. I thought it was a guy so I said something like, "Thanks dude". Then I realized it was a woman and had to backtrack and say something even dumber like, "Thanks lady", even though she was probably 20 years old. Looking back, that was also the day I used the women's bathroom by mistake. I wonder if I hit my head that day?



I must admit that my legs were hammered after Tuesday’s ski. We were all feeling it, so Wednesday was a welcome day to transfer to the Marriot downtown and rest up for another day of skiing.



While my other mates had to work the Outdoor Retailer Show, Tristan and I took advantage of the bus system to get us up to Snowbird for more powder skiing in the morning. Once again I had a blast. I wouldn’t say I’m the most accomplished alpine skier. I stay within my comfort zone that’s for sure. I can’t imagine a better feeling than skiing in snow up to your knees and linking some sweet turns together. I imagine surfing gives you a similar feeling. It’s definetly addicting and I would live in a shoe box if I could experience that on a regular basis.



After a full day of being back in Wisconsin I’m glad to be home with my own bed, kitchen, and guitars but I do miss being in the mountains and seeing everything covered in a blanket of white.