Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Proposition 8 Petition

For any of you who also feel that gay people should have the same marriage rights as straight people, please take one minute from your busy schedule and sign this petition.

http://www.petitiononline.com/seg5130/petition.html

As printed in today's SF Chonicle, "The people fighting for (Prop. 8) talk about restoring traditional marriage," said attorney John Welch, who stopped at the 440 Castro bar to watch the returns come in. "But the right of two people of the same sex to get married doesn't take anything away from a straight married couple."

I completely agree.

We won!

It's with great pride that I carry myself with this morning. It's as if I'm taking a breath of fresh air for the first time in years. It's good to be an American.

Yesterday, only proved to me further that this presidential election wasn't ours alone, but the worlds. As you'll see in most of today's newspapers, this win is being celebrated by people from across the world because we all know about the hope that it brings. It's good to be a world citizen.

I'm completely in awe of knowing that we're living during a time that will hold a great place in US and world history. I'm thrilled to be alive and to see an African-American man become US president. Barack Obama will be our next president. It sounds so nice.

Here's to new beginnings...

Thursday, October 23, 2008

The JamBase iPhone App

For you iPhone users, you should check out the My JamBase iPhone app. The iTunes App Store just released it a few days ago. And, it's already up to 1800 downloads.

You can download the app here (or search for it on your iPhone). There's already some great press on the app too.

Here's to seeing more more live music...

Saturday, October 18, 2008

Dear Ticketmaster: Who are you?

I just sent the following letter to TicketMaster...

Dear Ticketmaster,

It's been brought to my attention that you took advantage of thousands of Phish fans today. As you know, tickets for the Phish reunion shows just went on sale and sold out in no time. 7 minutes to be exact!

Because of the tremendous demands for these shows, it appeared that you did all that you could to ensure that every phan landed tickets by providing ticket options to each show and the run of shows. I give you kudos for creating the string of shows option because this option was the most appealing to most phans in the end.

Unfortunately, I've heard that not all of the tickets were available to the public when they went on sale at 7 am PST because ticket brokers had the opportunity to buy tickets five or so minutes before the public. As we all know, the difference of five minutes is an incredible advantage for an event like this one. Furthermore, you allowed ticket brokers to purchase an unlimited number of tickets to each show. Rather than making concerts more accessible to the average phan, you made it even harder for us to see the return of our favorite band through these efforts.

Are these rumors true? If so, what financial gains are you making from these unfair partnerships? I hope these rumors are not true because it'll just add to my contempt for your business by further proving to me that you're not in it for the music fan.

Sincerely,
John McMahon

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Golden Tickets: Who's got 'em? I do!!!

I can't believe it. I'M GOING TO HAMPTON!

I just won two tickets to each Hampton show. Given my rich history of catching shows with my boy, Richards, I've offered him my extra ticket to each show. Woo hoo!

Thursday, October 9, 2008

Take a Deep Breath

Take a deep breath and stay calm, everyone. It looks like the market is adjusting itself by going down to a level where it would've been with steady growth from 1970.

Obviously, I'm not trying to make light of the current economic situation. But, I do feel that a downturn in the market should be expected by all investors, especially young ones who are in it for the long haul.

With that said, I hope today's Economic leaders can figure out how to improve the credit markets and unfreeze the resultant lending between banks and businesses.

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Mail Goggles = Brilliance

Mail Goggles is the newest tool available to gMail (aka Google email provider) users. And, it's brilliant and hilarious at the same time.

It's a line of defense for users who might otherwise not be making sound decisions at the time of sending a potentially unflattering email. The perfect user of this tool is a college kid who just returned from a campus party and wants to impress their new "friend" or rekindle the flames with an old "friend".

It prevents users from sending unwanted emails during a predefined time range, say like from Friday at 10 pm to Saturday at 4 am, by requiring them to solve simple math problems before the email is sent. If the user fails this test, the tool saves the user from humiliation. Otherwise, it was meant to be.

Gotta love Google...

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Keating Economics: John McCain and the Making of a Financial Crisis

I think everyone that will be voting in this year's US presidential election should watch the Keating Economics documentary. It describes a time that's eerily similar to the current state of the US economy and shows poorly on John McCain to no one's surprise. For those Republicans out there or anyone that closely followed this scandal, please feel free to share your thoughts about this video by adding a comment to this post. I'm extremely curious to find out what you think of it.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

GAME ON!!! The Boys Are Back!

The Merry Swankster was right! Phish will be reuniting and returning to the stage for three nights at the Hampton Coliseum in Hampton, VA on March 6-8, 2009. The idea of them reuniting alone is exciting. But, to see them at one of the classic venues as far as Phish is concerned is extra special. I'm so there!

To dive right back into the frenzy, check out the video above from Phish's site that's hyping up this tour.

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

The Phish Rumor Mill

There's been rumors flying around today about Phish reuniting and playing the Hampton Coliseum in Hampton, VA on March 6-8, 2009. Let's all keep our fingers crossed.

As some of you know, Phish is one of my favorite bands. When they broke up in 2004, many of us thought that they were done for good and would never bring the magic back to life. So, needless to say, this news is incredible to find out. I hope the Merry Swankster knows what he's talking about.

Copy change: I meant to enter in March 6-8, not March 3-6.

Apartment Available in Jackson

For those of you in Jackson or moving to Jackson for the winter and are looking for a place, I know of a great apartment that's available in town. The address is 750 Powderhorn Lane, which is located one block away from the post office, the supermarket, and the bus line to/from the village (aka Jackson Hole ski resort). The apartment has:
* 2 bedrooms
* 1 bathroom
* 2 parking spaces
* A deck
* Extra storage

No pets. No smoking. $1300 per month, which includes utilities. It can come partially furnished or completely empty. A six-month lease starts on November 1st. If you're interested or have any questions, feel free to contact my friend, Carl, at carl.r.pelletier@gmail.com and tell him that I sent you.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Soccer

I'm playing soccer again. And, it feels gooood! Unfortunately, it's easy for me to forget how much I love the sport and all of its aspect. Whether I'm a player or a spectator, I really enjoy being around it.

As some of you know, I started playing competitively at a young age and was forced into a strict training regiment by my brothers and sister as we constantly played on the front lawn and honed my skills. Those were the days when I would get shoved into bushes by my brother because I wasn't low enough to the ground and protecting the ball well enough OR take a fierce shot to the stomach and lay on the ground gasping for air. Those were the days indeed!

Really though, I played seven days a week in high school with my club and high school teams and even played club soccer in college. I got engrossed in this year's Euro 2008. For those of you not in the know, think World Cup for only European nations. My team, Spain, prevailed this year with their youth, creativity and strong team chemistry. They were so much fun to watch.

My hope is to play soocer at least one time a week. Two times a week would be ideal. Whether it's in a pickup game or an organized game, I'll take it any way it comes because it's still so much fun running around, being creative with the ball, and schooling (aka beating in a stylish way) people not on my team.

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

I'm Back!

It seems like it's been forever since I made my last post. So much has happened in the past four and half months and I've had the itch to publish several posts during this time. Unfortunately, it just hasn't been a priority. We'll change that.

It's been so long that I don't even know where to start. Let's start where we left off. Skiing!

The weather is cooling down everywhere in the northern hemisphere. The leaves are starting to change color up north and in higher elevations. Laura and I bought our Kirkwood season passes last night. Yes, I said Kirkwood, not Jackson Hole. Spending another full season at JH is just not in the cards this season. I'm hoping to make a visit and reacquaint myself with its boundless extreme terrain at some point this winter.

Hold on tight for another post in the near future. I promise it'll be a small fraction of the time that was waited for for this post.

Sunday, April 27, 2008

This Dude is Heading West

My time in Jackson is done for now. I leave tomorrow morning for a straight shot drive to San Francisco that will hopefully take less than 15 hours. Thank God for cruise control!

With today being my last day in town, I made it special by waking up at 4:45 am and watching the sunrise from the top of Mount Glory. After a 75-minute hike up "Glory", I was reveling in the morning time beauty of this area. It was great motivation to look back and think of how amazing the past five-months have been for me. I feel fortunate that I had and took advantage of this opportunity because it will be one of my greatest accomplishments.

While living here, I've learned alot about myself and the surrounding area and its culture. One particular interesting tidbit is the origin of the word "dude". It was used by cowboys and ranchers to describe city folk that vacationed with them on their land. The cowboys and ranchers found it entertaining to see these relatively well-dressed people participating in the same activities as themselves.

I'll be sure to have alot to write about in the near future. For right now, I'm exhausted from packing my apartment and being on an endless run of errands and work assignments in the past few days. Wish me luck on my drive home.

Friday, April 25, 2008

Sean's Departure from Jackson

Sean has come and gone from Jackson. After being on vacation for three weeks, he arrived in Jackson late-last night and planned to stay for less than a day so that he could pick up his things, help clean the apartment, and say goodbye. Admirably, he stuck to his plan and is on the road to Park City, UT now.

It was tough seeing him go for many reasons. Most of all, his departure means I'm one step closer to leaving here. His leaving also brings our season to a final close, which was incredible for us.

I like to think that we pushed each other in various ways and raised the bar to a newly defined potential. We even made it through the season without incurring a serious injury while constantly skiing like bats out of hell. Thanks in part to Sean, I ski faster and more confidently than ever before.

I'm glad that he chose to come on this ride, which he learned about in a faithful phone call that I made to him last February about a "crazy" idea. I had wanted to only share this idea with him; I had no other provocative. Thankfully, he too saw the great opportunity in it and made it a priority. Without question, he made my experience in Jackson alot better.

It's the end of this chapter for us. Without doubt, we'll ski with each other again soon. Hopefully, we'll find ourselves living and skiing in the same ski town down the road...

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

The Beginning of the End

I'm restless tonight as the move back to San Francisco on Monday is now one week away. I find myself tossing and turning and constantly stirring the pot about how I should spend my last week here in Jackson. I know that I've had a great ski season and made the most of my time in Jackson. I just want to go out with a bang by taking full advantage of the great outdoors here.

Lately, it's been hard getting out of the house. It's actually border line unhealthy. I find myself being consumed constantly by finding my next great work opportunity in San Francisco. I want to make the move back as smoothly as possible and know that the sole missing piece to the puzzle is a good job.

Surprisingly, the job market in San Francisco is great. There are plenty of jobs out there that will give me good experience and pay well. Yet another example of how San Francisco is in its own bubble. I've received a good response so far as I look for work in .NET Development, User Interface Development, Sales Engineering, or Product Management. If you think you can help me land a great job in the Bay Area, please leave me a comment. I'll gladly use this forum to my advantage.

Friday, April 18, 2008

Day 82!

It was good to be back on skis today. It was the first time since closing day on April 6th. During this time of year, every turn has to be earned by hiking around the beautiful Teton Mountain Range.

The most popular place to earn your turns is on Mount Glory. It's on the crest of the Teton Pass that connects Jackson, WY to Victor, ID. After hiking for 75-minutes, you are in the heart of the Teton Valley that blankets both Wyoming and Idaho. The peaks are still snow covered and are magnificent in their layered depth appearance. When looking deep into the range, it seems like the options for backcountry skiing are endless. It's just about determination and mountain awareness. The great thing about the people in this area is you know that every ski line that you eye has been skiied no matter its steepness or its exposure to cliff bands.

I skiied down a run called First Turn, which I skiied earlier in the season. It was nice to be carving turns and feeling weightless as I connected them. It's the freedom and fluidity that I love about skiing so much. Even though the run down was less than ten minutes, it brought a big smile on my face and made me realize how lucky I am to be living here.

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

SFO --> SLC --> JAC

I just got home from my trip to San Francisco. The past six days have been great, as I was able to spend alot of time with Laura, Koda and my friends and get a good sense of the job market in the Bay Area. I'll be officially moving back on Monday, April 28th, so it's time to get things in place that will ensure a smooth transition.

After flying from San Francisco Airport into Salt Lake City, I made the 270 miles drive north to Jackson and found myself conflicted. It's interesting how I can so easily adapt to my environments. When in SF, I felt at home. I was soaking up the city life and enjoying the convenience of everything. Once off the airplane and in the middle of the mountains, I stared up and was completely awestruck by their presence. SLC is one of the coolest airports to fly into because of its proximity to staggering tall Wasatch Mountain range. Immediately, I found myself thinking how great it is to live in the mountains.

It's this quick change of appreciation that has me bewildered. Should I be living in a city where life is so exciting and work opportunities are endless? Or should I be living in the mountains where life is slower and my passion is constantly within my grasps? I know that I'm one step closer to figure out the answer by living here in Jackson.

Free Airport Parking

Want free airport parking the next time you fly? Here you go...

Make a reservation with a hotel that provides shuttle service to the airport with some kind of deal for parking and lodging. For my trip to SF, I made my reservation with a hotel close to the Salt Lake City airport. For $80, I could park my car for up to 14 days in the hotel's parking lot and stay one night at the end of my trip at the hotel. The catch is that my credit card wouldn't be charged until I spent the night and checked out of the hotel. When I picked up my car yesterday at the hotel, the shuttle driver didn't know if I had already stayed nor did he care. Because I never spent the night at the hotel, I saved $60 on parking at the airport.

You can all thank Brian Quinn for this posting. Without his encouragement, this blog posting might've gone unpublished. Thanks, Mr. B.J. Quinn.

Saturday, April 12, 2008

Slip-n-Sliding in the City

Tonight was a classic night in San Francisco and explains why I've loved my time in this city. It was an unusually warm night, the kind of night that comes around only a few times of year. Everyone was reveling in the great weather by congregating outside on the streets, in the parks, and... on the slip-n-slide.

My friends and I thought it'd be great to have burritos and beers tonight at Dolores Park. It was a picturesque night with friends and got alot cooler when a nearby picnic party of roughly forty people hopped into their bathing suits and rolled out the slip-n-slide. This sight brought me back to my childhood, as I was an avid slip-n-slider. Everyone was laughing, cheering and having a good time as single and group slip-n-sliders made their way down the slippery surface.

It's events like these that make San Francisco unique and vibrant. It's this spontaneity and unpredictability that makes me realize how great it is to be young and alive. I wish that I brought my bathing suit because I would've been in the middle of the fun by pretending that I was sliding head first into home plate.

Wednesday, April 9, 2008

"Fresh Tracks and Throwing Bombs"

For anyone that really knows me, this blog title speaks volumes about me. As a skier, I'm always looking for the weightless feeling experienced while skiing "fresh tracks" in powder. As an Eagle Scout and a son of a Fireman, I became fond of fire and fireworks at a young age and have never lost my excitement for this natural wonder and man-made art form, respectively.

Since I leave tomorrow for San Francisco, I wanted to catch up with my buddy, Carl, over a few beers at the brew pub (aka the Snake River Brewery). He's a character, like most people that live in Jackson, and has the bug that doesn't allow him to get in enough skiing or outdoor activity, just like the rest of us. He's made living in Jackson a little easier for me by pointing me in the right direction and occasionally sharing his time with me.

It was good to chat with Carl. It's always amusing, but a little more so tonight. At one point, he clearly painted a picture of the life of a ski patroller with the words that comprise the blog title. It's the job of the ski patroller to make a ski resort safe before the public accesses the mountain by triggering avalanches through the use of bombs. In order to complete this task, they have the pleasure of being on the mountain early each day and skiing any new snow. Obviously, his description is a simple view and doesn't mention their heroic acts during times of need. Nevertheless, we both agreed that "Fresh Tracks and Throwing Bombs" sounded like the coolest job description ever... Sign me up!

Monday, March 17, 2008

Happy St. Patty’s Day, Everyone!

I hope, like me, you celebrate all things Irish today and revel in this great day by having at least one pint of your favorite Irish beer, e.g. Guinness, Murphy’s, Harp or Smithwick’s, with at least one small taste of your favorite Irish whiskey, e.g. Jameson, Powers, Paddys or Bushmills, while listening to your favorite Irish music, e.g. Irish trad (aka Irish traditional), U2, The Pogues or Van Morrison. While in the moment, win your friends over with this cheerful Irish saying:
“Here's to a long life and a merry one;
A quick death and an easy one;
A pretty girl and an honest one;
A cold beer -- and another one!”

I have to give a birthday shout out to my favorite (and only) sister, Eileen. E- I hope you and your friends find your way into an Irish pub and cause a little trouble. I’ll make sure that we celebrate your birthday during your visit, which is now less than two weeks away! With 36 inches of new snow in the past 72 hours, get ready for some killer snowmobiling. -J

For those of you that won’t find yourselves holding a pint in an Irish pub, you can enjoy this holiday by making traditional Irish soda bread. The recipe is:

Prep Time: 30 minutes
Cook Time: 1 hour
Yield: 2 loaves

5 cups sifted all-purpose unbleached flour
3/4 cup sugar
2 teaspoons baking powder
1 1/2 teaspoons salt
1 teaspoon baking soda
1/4 pound (1 stick) butter
2 1/2 cups mixed light and dark raisins, soaked in water for 15 to 20 minutes and drained
3 tablespoons caraway seeds
2 1/2 cups buttermilk
1 large egg, slightly beaten

Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F. Generously butter 2 (9 by 5-inch) bread pans.

Stir together the sifted flour, sugar, baking powder, salt, and baking soda. Cut in the butter and mix very thoroughly with your hands until it gets grainy. Stir in raisins and caraway seeds.

Add the buttermilk and egg to the flour mixture. Stir until well moistened. Shape dough into 2 loaves and place in the pans.

Bake for 1 hour. Test with a toothpick for doneness. Cool in the pans for 3 to 5 minutes. Transfer to a wire rack to cool.

You can thank my Mom for this recipe.

Slainte (Irish to English translation: Cheers),
John Patrick
 

Friday, March 14, 2008

The Best Ski Day of the Season... Hands Down.

What an unbelievable day! Now, I'm really starting to feel like a broken record. 22 inches of new snow made for the best ski day of the season. Hands down.

Justin and I headed out early with all of the other powder hounds. It's truly amazing to see everyone's determination to get up and get out early and reap the benefits of Mother Nature. Thankfully, the temperature has been cold in the past 36 hours, so the snow had a low water content and was light. Actually, it was the perfect consistency. It wasn't too light or too heavy. It was just right because it was easy to control your speed.

Instead of following everyone else up the Sublette chair, we headed to the Lower Faces and skiied Rawlins Bowl. For some reason, this slope was untouched; it was a beautiful sight.

As we made turns in the knee deep powder, plumes of snow traveled over our heads and engulfed us in our own little white worlds. Literally, every turn was a face shot (aka a skier's dream) and felt effortless and weightless. It was like we were traveling through another world... It was an other worldly, outer body experience. I'm getting the chills just reliving it.

There was one particular moment that will probably stand out as the best moment of my season. As most of you know, I don't loosely throw around these terms and do mean them. We were heading into a gully section that got increasingly narrower, like an hour glass. I was in seventh heaven, as I was weightlessly skiing through this cold smoke. It was all coming together. Turn after turn. Face shot after face shot. It got too much after the n-teenth face shot and mouth full of snow that I had to stop, clear my mouth and regain my breath because the snow had choked me.

It was a defining moment. I've always heard stories about this kind of ski experience. To have experienced it, I'm now more hooked than ever on skiing.

The icing on the cake was the charging female moose and her calf that were less than 10 feet from me at the end of this run. (Yes, I did write charging.) Because two skiers had gone before me around a blind turn, the mother was on the defensive and ready for blood. Thankfully, I was carrying enough speed around this turn and got to enjoy several more mind blowing runs in the Lower Faces.

18"!!!

I can't believe my eyes. You wouldn't either if you read today's snow report, at: http://jacksonhole.com/weather.snow.report.asp. As we all know, it's mid-march. AND, we just received 18 brand spanking new inches of snow. I'm in denial... and incredibly thrilled to be heading out right now for an epic ski day.

Even the reporter wrote, "In the 7 years I've been reporting the snowfall here at Jackson Hole Mountain Resort, I've never reported more snow in a 24 hour period than I did today - EIGHTEEN inches! Some of the locals may have given up on winter and resigned themselves to corn snow and spring sunshine..." With the recent warm temps and bluebird days that have turned the snow into bulletproof, crusty snow, many of us have been waiting weeks for this snowstorm and the resultant revival of the mountain. Today's going to be unbelievable!!!

Have a great weekend. I know I will.

Thursday, March 6, 2008

Zero G to Four Pines

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Today was a big day out-of-bounds. Justin and I took five lifts to the top of mountain and headed out of the highest gate. This gate accesses an unbelievable amount of terrain, as you could hike to three different peaks (Cody Peak, No Name Peak and Rendezvous Peak), five different canyons (Rock Springs, Green River, Pinedale, No Name and Jensen), and over 2500 skiable acres, or the equivalent in size to the inbound terrain of the resort. It's also full of incredibly tall cliff bands, wide open powder fields, and endless sets of trees.

Once out the gate, we made our way to the mouth of the hour glass shaped chute Zero G. It was an impressive chute to stand above with its rock walls and obscured exit. Not being able to see the end of this steep chute and knowing that there were rocks in this section made me a little anxious. I knew that I could ski the chute. I just didn't want to make any mistakes and find myself falling down the steep slope and off a rock.

After testing the snow stability, we headed down the slope one at a time. When Justin got down safely, I made a few cautious turns, while further testing the snow stability and realizing that it was thin and icy in some sections because of the wind. I quickly got into a rhythm and just nailed the entire chute from top to bottom until I skiied into my slough. Slough is snow that's lifted into the air after a ski turn and makes its way down a steep slope almost as fast as you ski. The problem with slough, especially a large amount of it, is it can knock you off your feet and take you for a ride down a slope. Thankfully, my slough wasn't big enough to take me out when I skiied into it. But, it did shake me.

Once down the slope, we traversed through an open canyon and clicked out of our bindings so that we could start hiking up a bootpack, or a snow covered hiking trail up a slope that has already been broken by other skiers. As we were hiking, I was utterly speechless because of the beautiful scenery and the endless ski opportunities. I was also in awe of a pack of skiers that were jumping off of a fifty-foot cliff. The skiers out here are the real deal and are unbelievably strong and confident in their pursuit. It's inspiring to see these types of athletes going after it, just like I do but on a higher level. If you look closely at the photo below, you can see where they landing.

After hiking for 45-minutes, we found ourselves on the top of Four Pines, which is a great backcountry section because it's relatively wide open, has several tree patches that are spaced well, and has a good pitch. We took our skis off of the back of our packs, clicked into our bindings and found ourselves cutting fresh tracks in some spots and having a ball all the way.

For every time that I go out-of-bounds, I feel more confident and more safe in this arena. But, I never forget the real risks and hazards at hand. Whether they'd be huge cliffs or avalanches, this activity should never be taken lightly, especially in the playground that we call Jackson Hole.

My next project is No Name peak:

Note: This photo was taken at the top of Four Pines looking up at No Name, which is the open face to the left.

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

Day 60... What a Beauty!

I can't believe today was my 60th ski day of the season. It's unbelievable to think that we're this far into the season. Also, it's unreal for me to reach this mark because I've never done it before or even come close to in another season. Before this season, I think the most ski days that I ever had in a season was 38, which was eclipsed a month ago with over a month to go!

Today was a beauty. We received seven inches of snow over night and roughly two more inches throughout the day. The weather has been warm recently, so it was also nice to have a colder high temperature (around 25°F) for the day. This colder temp mixed in with cloudy skies is key because the snow is lighter due to less water content and doesn't form a top crust layer due to not baking in the sun.

I skied all day by myself and found myself laughing and giving myself high fives. It was nice to be out there on a Tuesday with no lift lines and be able to ski hard without any worries. Lately, I've been focusing on skiing fast and occasionally scaring myself by skiing narrow, steep chutes that are lined by either trees or rocks and have open exiting areas. These types of scares feel invigorating because they make me feel uncomfortable and under control at the same time. They also allow me to improve my bag of tricks by making me commit to straight lining it, which means I can't make a turn or shave my speed in any way until I'm in the exit area that's usually 20-40 feet below the entry point.

Saturday, March 1, 2008

118 inches in February!

This season keeps on giving. 118 inches of new snow was the final count for the month of February. Even though this total didn't break any records, there were plenty of great powder days mixed in with several refreshing bluebird, sunny days. I couldn't agree more with one of the resort's forecasters, who said "we've been utterly spoiled this winter." With more than two feet in the forecast for the week, it looks like the snow gods will keep blessing us.

Friday, February 29, 2008

An Unexpected Care Package

Today, I checked my mail for the first time in a week. Even though the post office is less than a block away from my apartment, I rarely make the time to check my mail. Who wants to check their mail when they know it's mostly junk mail? I don't that's for sure.

I received a nice surprise from Laura’s mom, Anne Ast. She sent me a generous care package that included some of my favorite goodies, like Sour Patch Kids and home made cookies and brownies. With the package weighing over five pounds, it’ll go a long ways and have to be shared with my friends. Anne, thank you again for the great care package. By the way, the brownies are too die for!!!

End of a Visit

Joe’s off and headed back to Manhattan today. It was great having him out here. It was fun skiing with him again and showing him the mountain, which he loved and was totally blown away by. (Who wouldn’t be?! Right?) It’s been awhile since just the two of us hung out, so we took advantage of our time together by catching up, enjoying a few great restaurants and doing our fair share of drinking. I’m really happy that he made the trip out here. Hopefully, his trip home is a lot smoother than the one here.

Here are some pictures for the road:

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Snowmobiling in Yellowstone National Park

Today, Joe and I went snowmobiling to Old Faithful in Yellowstone National Park. I’ve wanted to make this trip ever since reading an article in "Powder" magazine about ten years ago. There’s been a lot of debate around whether or not this activity should be allowed in the park, so I wanted to make this trip before it was outlawed by Congress.

Our tour was with Hart 6 Ranch, who delivers one of the better snowmobile tours in the area and is ranked up there with Togwotee Snowmobile Tours and American National Park Adventures (ANPA). After being picked up at my apartment in the morning, we were driven to their ranch that’s 45-minutes north of Jackson and served a hot breakfast. Their ranch is in the middle of nowhere, consists of a large log cabin that has several large taxidermy "trophies", and is frequented by snowmobilers and cross country skiers in the winter time. Like the town of Jackson, its population is five times greater in the summer time than the winter time.

Soon after eating breakfast and getting setup with snowmobiling gear, we made the 45-minute drive north from the ranch to the Yellowstone National Park. Once inside the park, Joe and I hopped on our own Arctic Cat T660 Touring snowmobiles. The highlight of the 42.2-mile inbound trip was the roadblock of Bison, who can be up to 11.5 feet in length, up to 6.5 feet in height and up to one ton in weight. Even though they kept us in place for 15-minutes, it was amusing to watch another group of snowmobilers navigate around them. When it was our turn, I just hoped that I wouldn’t be charged by one of these huge animals and gorged by one of their horns. Thankfully, it’s not in their nature to do either action.

It was cool to be at Old Faithful. I’ve heard and read so much about it that it was a small dream come true. After getting there and scoping out the area with its great meadows, short hills and various geysers, we sat down for a large hot lunch and waited the average 90-minutes for the next eruption. Yellowstone kind of reminds me of Tuolumne Meadows, or the high country, of Yosemite National Park with less granite rock and primarily a single type of tree, the Lodgepole Pines.

The eruption consisted of a mixture of boiling water and steam and lasted for just a few minutes. On Wikipedia, it states that "eruptions can shoot 3,700 to 8,400 gallons (14–32 kL) of boiling water to a height of 106–184 feet (30–55 m) lasting from 1.5 to 5 minutes. The average height of an eruption is 145 feet (44 m). Eruptions often occur about 90 minutes apart, but this interval can range from 45 to 125 minutes on occasion… Old Faithful is not the tallest or largest geyser in the park; that title belongs to the less predictable Steamboat Geyser." It was surprising to read that Old Faithful isn’t the tallest or largest geyser in the park. I might have to check out Steamboat Geyser this spring.

The highlight of the 42.2-mile outbound trip was the shenanigans that Joe and I got involved in on the trail. I hoped that the tour would cut us loose in an open field so that we could race around on the snowmobiles, test their handling around corners, and catch some air on small bumps and jumps. This opportunity was never given to us, so we created it. We were able to get the snowmobiles up to 48 mph and enjoyed zig zagging like a Formula 1 race car at the start of a race.

Overall, it was a good tour. We got a good taste for the beautiful scenery of Yellowstone and got to see one of the natural gems of our country, Old Faithful. We also got to check out these two cool touring vehicles.

Monday, February 25, 2008

3 for 3 and 1 Runaway Plane

Since moving to Jackson, I’ve had three groups of visitors that all had eventful starts to their trips. In early-February, Aimee and Max arrived a day and a half late after spending the night in Chicago because of a local snowstorm and then a good part of the following day in Dallas because of a snowstorm in Jackson. In mid-February, the taxi van that Laura took to the airport almost flipped over after hitting a high curb in downtown San Francisco. Then, her flight was delayed by four hours because of a tired flight crew, which seems to be the new and acceptable reason for a delayed flight and a cover up by the airlines. Tonight, my brother Joe’s flight was the most spectacular, as it ran off the runway after landing and made the news on CNN.com. Thankfully, no one was hurt in the accident. But, there was a fire seen in or around the engine, so Joe exited the plane through an emergency door and rode down an emergency slide. With several visitors planned for the month of March, I hope that they have less exciting starts to their trips.

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Back to Normal Life

Laura and Koda flew back to San Francisco today. Their trip was a great one. Trips like this one tend to go by quickly, but it didn't for us. We did alot of fun outdoor activities, got a good taste for the town, and even made time to hang low and hang out. Best of all, Laura really enjoyed herself on her birthday.

It was tough to see them go. It was really nice having them around again. It's back to normal life.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Dogsledding to Granite Hot Springs

With today being Laura’s birthday, I wanted to make it memorable by taking advantage of this beautiful area. I thought, "Should we go hot air ballooning? Or snowmobiling in Yellowstone National Park? Or snowshoeing in Grand Teton National Park?" There are so many great outdoor options in this area that I knew I couldn't go wrong with this decision. But, I also knew that my decision was made when my friend, Justin, told me about a dogsledding trip to Granite Hot Springs. I thought this trip would be the perfect way to spend Laura’s birthday, as she'd absolutely love the combination of dogs, soaking in a natural hot springs, and the great outdoors.

After being picked up by a shuttle van at my apartment, we drove the 45-minutes southwest to the Jackson Hole Iditarod Sled Dogs Tour kennel. On arrival, we were greeted by over 150 howling Alaskan Huskies of all ages. One of the great things about this operation is that they keep all of their dogs, no matter their age. Most of the dogs are used for their daily tours, while two to three dozen make up a pool for their race teams.

Once we met our guide, he walked us over to our sled. Each guide is responsible for four customers and two sleds. After taking a look at his group for the day and giving us few instructions, he chose me to mush the second sled that would follow his lead. Then, our group was off on the 10-mile tour to Granite hot springs.

Almost immediately, Laura and I found ourselves in trouble. We hadn’t even left the kennel five minutes ago and were headed down a small hill and around a bend. At the bottom of this hill, I unsuccessfully steered our pack of six dogs around the bend and found ourselves off the trail and on a hillside. The dogsled tipped over and Laura slid out of its basket and slightly down the hill. She has a nice black-and-blue to show it. I'm happy that she's going home with this souvenir.

What a start to the tour! I couldn’t believe that we crashed in a matter of minutes. Our guide stopped his sled and came to our rescue. After up-righting the sled and straightening the line, he said, “You wouldn’t be a musher if you never crashed!” It felt good to be a musher... at least that's what I told myself.

The next few miles went more smoothly than this initial incident. Our team closely followed the guide's sled, as we followed a narrow trail that ran parallel to a running stream and through snow covered rolling hills. Laura remained in the basket until she wanted a piece of the action and took the reigns with me. For the second half of this inbound trip, each of us stood on the back of the sled and on a rudder. It was fun working together as a team by properly weighting the rudders to change the direction of the dogs and the drop pad to shave speed of the sled.

Our next adventure on the sled was navigating a sharp turn. Our guide made calls to his team and took him and his team cleanly around the turn at a fast pace. Because our team was following his team, they decided to take this turn early and climb over a three-foot snow bank. Obviously, their chosen path wasn’t the best route, so we went for a little ride.

Laura realized that this situation could go very wrong, so she jumped off the back of the sled into the small powder field of the turn. With one less person on the sled, the sled went faster. At this moment, I found myself about to go down the snow bank and wondering what happened to Laura. So, I held on for the ride. I was able to go down the snow bank, stay on the sled, and stop it so Laura could run to the sled and get back on it. We made it. And, the dogs were ok.

Shortly after this wild episode, we were soaking in the hot springs and enjoying the breathtaking views. We were also laughing over this morning’s incidences. After spending an hour in the hot springs, we were served a gourmet four-course lunch, which consisted of: a cheese and vegetable platter; minestrone soup with warm French bread; barbequed trout seasoned in herbs and a side of creamed mushrooms; chocolate fondue with pretzels and assorted fruits. This lunch that was served with hot apple cider made the day that much sweeter for us.

On our way back to the kennel, we enjoyed the bluebird day, the company of our guide, and mushing the lead pack of eight dogs. We also enjoyed a food coma and the lingering warm and relaxing effects of the hot springs. Unfortunately, our guide was feeling a bit different than us, so he thought it’d be fun to take the sled off trail into powder and experience the most grueling part of the day. We broke trail and mushed through tightly-spaced trees and over short, steep hills. We were sometimes running beside the sled to lighten the load, while at other times were pushing the sled up hills. At this moment, it was clear to me why dogs are considered the strongest pull animal pound-for-pound. It wasn’t the speed that I was hoping for after the relaxing lunch break, but it made for a really fun ride once we got our mushing legs back under us.


Overall, this tour was awesome and a great way to spend Laura’s birthday. It was a lot of fun experiencing a new activity together on a beautiful day in a breathtaking area. I think everyone should go dog sledding, especially the dog lovers among us.

Monday, February 18, 2008

Koda and His New Threads

Koda has been strolling around town in style. Thanks to my Mom, his chocolate colored sweater fits him like a glove. And, he doesn't mind wearing it. Laura and I believe that he waits for us to put it on him before he wants to go outside here in Wyoming.

As you can see in the photo above, he's also a big fan of his new Muttluks, or his little boots. Originally, I was against the idea of him wearing them. I figured that he'd be fine because I haven't seen any dogs wearing them in town. Then, I learned that terriers are susceptible to getting uncomfortable snow balls stuck in their paws after we went hiking with him. It's a good thing that my girlfriend knows better than me.

While on the hike pictured above, we had a little scare. To give you a brief history, Koda does very well off-lease when he's playing with other dogs, especially ones that come when they're called by their owners. It's when he's left to his own will that he gets himself into trouble.

When walking on this beautiful trail that's close to and runs parallel to the Teton mountains, he climbed over a short snow bank and started trudging through the snow. At first, this action seemed harmless and entirely adventuresome. Then, he walked further from the trail and in the direction of a stream.

After a few unsuccessful calls to him, I started walking towards him in the knee-deep snow. Then, I started running after him once he began to slide on crust covered snow towards the stream. At this point, it was clear to me that he couldn't stop himself. Thankfully, I reached him just in time to grab his tail, as he was just a few feet away from a four foot drop off into the stream.

As my Dad said, this type of behavior is exactly what we signed up for by getting a terrier that is naturally willful and adventurous. With his young age, it's only the beginning...

NEW MUSIC !!!

Today, I received my third care package. It was from my friend, Ben, and included some new music that we've been talking about over the phone. With Ben being my friend that's possibly most into music, which says alot with the friends that I've made along the way, I trust his recommendations and am excited to listen to:
  • Sigur Ros' "Takk"
  • LCD Soundsystem's "Sound of Silver"
  • Andrew Byrd's "The Mysterious Production of Eggs"
  • Pheonix's "Its Never Been Like That"
  • Stateless' "Stateless"
  • Belle & Sebastian's "The Life Pursuit"
  • The Shins' "Wincing the Night Away"
  • John Mayer's "Continuum" (I know what you're thinking. He's gotten a bad rap and is supposed to be a phenomenal blues guitarist.)
  • Kings of Leo's "Because of the Times"
Receiving new music is the best. I find that it's a great way to filter through all of the unknown and not-so-good bands. It also allows me to be smart with my money and only buy music that I really like.

As most of you know, I'm always on the hunt for new music. Feel free to send me music recommendations or even new music. This latter act will not only make my day, but will make you really famous! Trust me.
 

Sunday, February 17, 2008

A New Appreciation

The past two days have been fun skiing with Laura, her sister, Krissy, and her brother-in-law, Bucky. We tore up (aka skiied well) the double blue square runs, the blue square runs, and the green circle runs. They're relatively new to the sport, so it's great watching them ski and make progress at it. It was almost equally as fun taking them on each chairlift and sharing all of the great views of the mountain and its surroundings with them.





By skiing with them, I have a new appreciation for the mountain. It has reaffirmed to me that the mountain is difficult to ski and is one of the most beautiful places in the world. Also, it has further proven to me that I chose the perfect mountain to ski for a season.

Life is good and made even better when sharing it.
 

Friday, February 15, 2008

I Can't Stand the Anticipation...

Laura and Koda come out to visit today. I can't wait to see them! Their visit is one of the reasons why I'm up at 7 am blogging away.

It'll be a full day before I see them. I need to clean up my apartment this morning, so it doesn't look so much like a bachelor pad. It's actually not that bad, but I've learned along the way that girls definitely expect (and deserve) a different level for cleanliness. Once my place is in order, I'll work for a few hours so that I can continue making the people at Langtech happy with my deliverables and paying the bills.

Laura's sister, Krissy, and brother-in-law, David, get in this morning. They'll be here to Monday with their two Dobermans, Ruby and Aries. It's going to be wild to see Koda play with them (and the pups), as Krissy is as crazy about dogs as her sister. I'll entertain them this afternoon by cruising around with them at the local ski hill, Snow King. It would've been nice to ski "the village" (aka Jackson Hole in Locals terms") with them, but the $55 price of a half-day ticket scared us away. Yet again, I'm baffled at how ski resorts find it acceptable to charge this much for THREE HOURS of skiing and only 28% less for this ticket than a full-day ticket, where you can ski for more than 50% of the time. Does this math add up? I don't think so.

Anyways, my rant is behind me. After skiing with them, I'll get on the road for a 90-minute drive to Idaho Falls, Idaho, where I'll be picking up Laura and Koda. It's gonna be so nice to see them, so I can't wait for this part of the day...

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Earning my Turns

I got up this morning at 4:45 am to go skiing. It would've been a normal time to rise for a ski day if I was driving from Long Island to upstate New York or Vermont or from San Francisco to Lake Tahoe. Obviously, neither was true.

My plan was to go backcountry skiing on Teton Pass with my friend, Carl. Teton Pass is an impressive mountain pass that snakes through monstrous, steep peaks. I met Carl at the Stagecoach bar that's located at the bottom of the pass so that we could carpool to the pass parking lot. Carpooling is essential because "skiing the pass" is so popular that the pass' parking lot gets quickly full.

To my surprise, we weren't the first people to arrive in the parking lot at 6 am and were greeted by howling winds. The winds must've been between 30-40 mph with gusts up to 50-60 mph. Both of us wondered if hiking and fighting these winds for 60-minutes was a good idea for a less than 10-minute run of fresh powder. So, we decided to head back to our warm homes... Nooo, I'm just kidding. We buckled into our boots and headed up the bootpack of Ascent Ridge on Mount Glory at 6:15 am. A "bootpack" refers to a backcountry trail that was created by people hiking in their ski boots.

I won't lie. It was a brutal hike because of the strong winds, hiking solely by headlamp light at first, and sometimes breaking trail in knee-deep, wind blown powder. Although all of these elements were fighting against us, it was great watching the sun rise and the town of Jackson come to life as house lights were turned on in the early morning. After 60-minutes of hiking and approximately 1,500 feet of elevation gain, we decided that the summit of Mount Glory would have to be reached another (and less thrilling) day and to ski "First Turn", which is appropriately named for its location just above the first turn after the pass parking lot.

The snow was incredible at the top of our run. It was light, untouched and really fun to ski through. After making several turns-that-you-dream-about turns, we weaved our way through the trees until we reached an open bowl. Even though the avalanche danger was moderate, we skiied closely to the trees and not in the openness of the bowl. We eventually made our way to the bottom of the run, aka Teton Pass, and gave each other high-fives.

While walking back to the car, I had such a great feeling of accomplishment. With overcoming the elements, watching the world come to life, and getting another taste of the backcountry, I can't wait to start another day just like today.

Monday, February 11, 2008

Bragging Rights

It was a beautiful bluebird day, where the temperature was a warm 36°F and the visibility was great. It's been rare to see every bump and contour of the slope while skiing this season. As a result, the mountain skis totally different when you can see its every feature.

Sean and I had a late start today because there was no reason to rush. Yesterday's warm spell of 43°F! melted the top layer of the snow and made it bind like concrete with the lower layers. It's as unpleasant of a ski surface as you can ski. Thankfully, the mountain received three inches of snow last night that turned the crusted, hard, top-layer into a soft skiiable surface with a supported base. This type of snow is alot of fun to ski because you can just haul and ski as fast as you want to on it.

With being competitors, we thought it'd be fun to race each other on the Nastar course for bragging rights. For those of you not in the know, Nastar is a national race program for recreational skiers and snowboarders. They have side-by-side race courses at most ski resorts in the country that are layed out in Giant Slalom style, where there are about 15 gates that are spaced out by 20-30 feet.

I have some racing experience, so you could've said that I had the advantage. But, Sean always skis fast, so I would've given him the advantage. Either way, we were both at a disadvantage with our powder skis, which are harder to get from edge to edge due to their wide widths and don't have the response of race skis.

After paying the combined two bucks, we headed to our respective start gates and waited for the countdown. Sean had a better start than I did, so I was immediately in catch up mode. Then, I applied too much pressure to my downhill ski as I was making a left turn, which caused me to shave some speed. Thankfully, I saw Sean make a similar mistake and was able to blow past him as I tucked the final seven gates on my way to victory.

It was good to win. It's been awhile. But, it's even better when you beat a friend. I have bragging rights until I win again... Ummm. I mean when we next race.

Saturday, February 9, 2008

Taking It to the Next Level

I had a revelation while skiing today. Lately, I've been jumping off cliffs and losing my balance in the air, which causes me to take a nasty spill on the landing. Sounds like fun, ey?! It really isn't, but you only get better by pushes it. Right? Anyways, I couldn't put my finger on the cause of my problem because the time in the air was a blur with the snow quickly rushing up to me.

While watching a skiercross competition on TV the other day, I noticed that the skiers moved their hands forward and down while they raised their knees to their chest on jumps. Besides being an aerodynamic position, this stance made them balanced in the air and gave them full control of their skis on landing.

In the photo above, I mirrored this stance on this takeoff and nailed the landing. During my flight, time slowed down and I was able to spot the landing. It was a great feeling and my best cliff drop of the season so far. More to come!!!

Thanks to my friend, Max, for capturing this moment. It's a great shot. I love the light and my silhouette among the sky and trees.

Friday, February 8, 2008

A Close Encounter

I have my first visitors, Aimee and Max. Aimee is a good friend from high school and Max is her husband, who I've gotten to know quite well over the past 10 years. They're avid skiers, who have access to their cousin's beautiful second home. Jackson is known for its high rollers, as many movie stars and C-level business executives have amazing houses here. This house was no different, as it was a classic (and well-furnished) log cabin that could easily sleep 16 people and had a great view of the Teton Mountain range and the ski resort because it sat on the side of a butte. (By the way, a butte is a hill that rises abruptly from the surrounding area and has sloping sides and a flat top.) I'm hoping that I can figure out a way to house sit; I think I could handle it.

On my way to pick up Aimee and Max for their first ski day, I had a close encounter. As I was driving up the butte and around a bend, I was greeted by a moose that was running down the hill towards me. Ever since being hit by the deer, I'm always on the lookout for animals that want to lovingly meet my car.

As this moose ran towards me, I realized that there wasn't anything that I could do to get out of the moose's way. The road was narrow and the snow banks were high. This 600-pound animal would have to decide whether or not it wanted to take me and my car head on. Thankfully, it trotted happily into a nearby driveway and I could get on my way. What a nice and relaxing way to start off a day, right?!

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Another Care Package

I received my second care package today. This one wasn't exactly a surprise or for me. My Mom has become in love with Koda without even meeting him. One of these days, she'll be smothered in person with his relentless and unconditional kisses. He's good like that.

As some of you know, my Mom is an unbelievable knitter. She's been knitting for as long as I can remember. When I was younger, I even wore some of her homemade sweaters. And, she just made me this beautiful homemade Irish-style knitted blanket.

Back to Koda's care package... It included a chocolate colored sweater that has a V-shaped neck and bottom and a cable stitch on the back. With the temperature being a bit colder here than in San Francisco, this sweater will keep him from freezing his little butt off next weekend.

Monday, February 4, 2008

"The 'Bird"

I feel like a broken record. It was another deep powder ski day. This time around was at Snowbird, where there was chest deep powder in some spots. It was pretty ridiculous. Thankfully, Utah has the lightest snow in the world, so this amount of snow was skiiable.

I skiied by myself today, so I was picked up by a shuttle bus service in Park City. The 45-minute drive went by pretty quickly until we hit a long of traffic at the mouth of Little Cottonwoood canyon. During the night before, Snowbird and the other resorts in this canyon received over two feet of snow, which caused the canyon road to be closed in the early morning for avalanche control. As we waited 30-minutes for the road to open, I was entertained by a howling and indiscernible coyote in a nearby open field and read one article after another about the Giants' unbelievable Super Bowl win in USA Today.

When we finally got to the resort, the tram line was long. Everyone was in full gear to get their own share of deep, light powder. It was the classic powder day at a resort that's well-known for their great snowfall. I spent most of the day finding and weaving my way through the large bowls, steep chutes and narrow trees of this world-reknown resort. This resort has so much exciting and thrilling terrain that I think it would be another great mountain to spend a full winter season at.

I feel like the snow keeps following me and I can do no wrong this season. It's been just enough that the skiing has been out-of-this-world, but not too much where I can't get to my ski destination, which was a common problem for the winter of 2005-06 when I was a weekend warrior at Kirkwood in Lake Tahoe. I've lost track of the number of powder days. It's pretty amazing to think that powder days have become the norm and the expected, especially when the infrequent inch or two back east would be a field day for me.

Sunday, February 3, 2008

Manning and The Giants Do the Unthinkable

As you know, they pulled off the all-time upset of the NFL by beating the undefeated New England Patriots. The Giants defense was able to put pressure on Tom Brady, the Pats' quarterback, shut down his wide receivers and place a choke hold on their running backs. And, Manning took over Super Bowl 42 and created the best Super Bowl play of all-time with David Tyree.

As my friend, Harry, who's a diehard Miami Dolphins fan, put it, "[I'm a] Giants fan for life. It's like Christmas!" I think everyone in the country was routing for the Giants and for the Pats to end their season 18-1. This win is that much sweeter for me as a Yankees fan.

Saturday, February 2, 2008

A Wise Groundhog

As some of you know, Punxsutawney Phil saw his shadow this morning, which means there will be six more weeks of winter. With this prediction and the relentless La Nina effect, I'm looking forward to the rest of this winter season.

Today, I'm heading to Salt Lake City for an extended weekend. Sean has good friends down there that we'll be able to crash with as we ski The Canyons tomorrow, Snowbird on Monday and Alta on Tuesday. I've never skiied The Canyons, so I'm excited to add this one to my list. Snowbird is one of my favorite resorts. And, it has been awhile since I was last there, so I'm looking forward to testing my new bag of tricks here.

Let's not forget the Super Bowl where the New York Giants will be playing the New England Patriots. I predict the Giants will ruin the history books for the Patriots by winning by 4 points. Go Big Blue!

Friday, February 1, 2008

144 Inches in January!

The month of January is historically a dry one. Obviously, it has been anything but that, as 144 inches of snow fell through the month. According to the Bridger-Teton National Forest Avalanche Center, this amount is well above the 33-year average of 85 inches for the month. It also snowed 23 of 31 days in the month.

The snow fall was incredible. 3 days with 12 or more inches. 13 days with 6 or more inches.

Life is good! I definitely picked the right year to ski here.

Thursday, January 31, 2008

Koda Causing Trouble

Laura just told me a pretty amusing story about Koda, our five-month old wirefox terrier pup. In every morning, Laura leaves him in the kitchen of her studio apartment with a few chew toys, a bowl of water, a comfy bed and light jazz on the radio. He probably sleeps most of the time before he's picked up by SF Puppy Prep, a well-respected dog obedience and day car service in San Francisco that he spends four hours of every week day with.

Lately, Laura has been coming home from work to a kitchen in disarray; obviously in a different arrangement than left in the morning time. She couldn't figure out how the few items that she had on the table were on the floor. The windows were closed in the apartment, so the wind couldn't be a factor. Koda can barely reach his paws onto the table. There wasn't an earthquake. She thought, "Maybe Koda's tugging at the table cloth and forcing the items onto the floor?" Then, she had a conversation with the girl that has been picking him up for SF Puppy Prep.

She told Laura that a neighbor across the street has seen Koda walking on the table. He's been pushing out and climbing onto the table chairs. After jumping onto the table, he's been picking up the items that he wanted to play with and tossing them onto the floor. The man continued by saying that he's seen Koda sit on the table, as if he was unsure of how to make the three foot leap to get down. In the end, we know that he's been safely getting himself down because the girl from SF Puppy Prep hasn't found him on the table.

We'll need to keep a closer eye on our mischievous pup...

Wednesday, January 30, 2008

The Streak is Broken at 11 Days

I've skiied the last 11 days and had to take today off. With a new multi-day storm rolling in tonight and knowing that I will ski the next six days, I had to give my body a break and run some overdue errands. I hope that this personal record is broken at some later point this season. Keep your fingers crossed. I know I will.

Monday, January 28, 2008

"The King"

This ski day has been salvaged by "The King". Sean's buddy, Bill, suggested that we head over to the local ski hill, Snow King, and get some more skiing in today. At $19 for a two-hour pass, who could say no?!

Snow King Resort is located only six blocks from the town square in Jackson. Its experience centers around family and reminds me about how skiing used to be when I grew up skiing at Masthope in Pennsylvania, or Ski Big Bear, as it's known today. Everything is simple and not overdone. Lift tickets and cafeteria food are affordable for the average family and not just the rich. The community views the resort as a meeting place and not just another resort owned by a multi-national company. It's too bad that these values have been lost in skiing. I'm sure that I'm not the only one who misses them.

Because of its location in the valley and the direction it faces, Snow King wasn't grabbed strongly by the wind and shown who's boss. There were light wind gusts and snow flurries, but nothing was out of the ordinary. We skiied with the furry of young kids because we knew that mother nature could take it away at any moment. It was a good ending to a less than exuberant day and an unexpected and fond reflection on my early ski days.

Entire Mountain on Wind Hold

What a tease! 12 inches of new snow and no way to access it. Every chairlift on the mountain is on wind hold; all because of harmless 120 mph wind gusts. I guess the winds weren't completely harmless because they caused a white-out on and around the mountain, many car accidents, and my car to feel like it was being lifted off the ground. No joke. The one ski run that I made almost gave me vertigo, as I couldn't tell the difference between the air and the snow and got disoriented quickly on familiar terrain, and couldn't see past my ski tips.

I find this experience a bit ironic because of a conversation that I had over the weekend with my parents. Each one (at different times mind you) asked me, "what kind of weather will it take to keep me from skiing?" My initial response was "I haven't experienced anything yet. The worst weather that I've ever experienced while skiing was when (my brother) Michael and I skiied in -30°F at Pico, VT." Obviously, my new answer is 120 mph winds that cause a white-out and unrideable chairlifts. Its experiences like this one that make me treasure my season pass.

Friday, January 25, 2008

The Beauty of Living in a Ski Town

The beauty of living in a ski town with a flexible work schedule is having the freedom to decide when to make turns. It's this feeling that I try to always be conscience of every day. I feel that it shouldn't be taken for granted because it allows me to do something that I love (and do it often) at a world-class resort. After skiing the past seven days, I decided that it'd be nice to catch up on some work, give my legs some much needed rest, and head to the mountain for just the last hour of the ski day. This is the life!

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Bike Gears and Cold Temps

I had an interesting experience tonight with my mountain bike that I think is worthy of sharing with you. It was -6°F tonight, as I rode my bike to a bar. You must be thinking, is he really this... smart? I wanted to do the right thing by not driving, so I faced mother nature head on. Literally. Thankfully, my face was only exposed to the cold weather, light winds and snow flurries.

As I started to ride my bike, I couldn't shift the gears. It didn't matter how slow or fast that I was going on my bike. The derailer gearing system just wouldn't cooperate with me. It was only until I applied alot of force to the quick finger trigger that the gears starting shifting for me.

I was wondering what I might've done to the bike that would cause this slow response. Was it due to neglect? A less-than-lubricated chain? Then, I realized that this bike wasn't made to be ridden in temperatures like tonight.

Who would've thought that the bike gears would fail at these temperatures??? I didn't. That's for sure. And, by the way, the Snake River Brewing Company OB-1 pint tasted extra good tonight.

Monday, January 21, 2008

Out of Bounds

Today was my first chance to test what I learned from this weekend's avalanche course. My friend, Justin, and I met up at the resort this morning and headed immediately out-of-bounds to take advantage of the great snow pack and the bluebird day. We knew that the new snow that fell over the weekend had a chance to settle and bond well with the other layers and the mountain face that we wanted to ski wouldn't be windloaded, i.e. it would be less likely to slide and cause an avalanche.

In the 1999-2000 season, Jackson Hole initiated an open-gates policy that was similar to the one found in some Alps ski resorts. The resort puts total responsibility in the hands of the skier. Once you ski through one of the seven gates located on the ski area boundaries and into approximately 2,500 acres of backcountry terrain, it's assumed that you have the right gear and knowledge to ski safely in the unmanaged terrain. It's also known that the avalanche danger is higher here than in the resort and rescues are expensive. So, it's best to take care of yourself and your friends.

After riding the Sublette chairlift, we skiied Hanging Rock to Rendezvous Trail and exited through the gate just below Bivouac and into Rock Springs Bowl, which is named after a city in Wyoming just like the other out-of-bounds areas. Ever since stepping foot into Jackson, I've heard alot about the out-of-bounds skiing at the resort. Rock Springs is definitely an area that is skiied with more frequency than the other out-of-bounds areas because of it's easy accessibility from the resort. Plus, its terrain is filled with narrow chutes, great tree skiing and steep slopes. It's a playground for anyone that can ski it!

And, ski it we did. After getting over the initial nervous jitters associated with skiing out-of-bounds for the first time, we cut through chopped up shin-deep powder in well-spaced trees and then made fresh tracks in knee-deep powder in an open area right before heading back into the trees. Then, we had a field day in an untouched chute that must've been 300-feet long. At its end, we continued our traverse across the mountain by cutting back into the trees to find yet another untouched area. This area was wide open, so we hauled through it and enjoyed the knee-deep powder.

After skiing almost 4,000 vertical feet in a single run and having so much fun, we decided that the same exact run had to be skiied again. The snow, the weather and the adrenaline rush made for a great introduction to the out-of-bounds terrain at the resort. To many more fun, hair-raising and safe out-of-bounds runs...

Sunday, January 20, 2008

Super Bowl Bound

Sorry Packers and Brett Favre fans. The Giants are headed to the Super Bowl. It's pretty amazing that the Giants made it this far, especially with their dismal start to the season. Yet again, their defense pulled them through to victory. Given the Patriots dominance, I hope the Giants can put up a fight and ruin the history books for the Pats.

Tonight, Sean and I ventured out of the ordinary and headed to the Silver Dollar bar for the Giants game. It's a locals hangout, so the scene was pretty interesting and 95% filled with Packers fans. I wish that I had a camera and the gall to take a picture of the cowboys sitting in front of us. One of them looked like he literally just walked off a Hollywood set for a spaghetti western film. With his deep bucket hat, handlebar mustache, light-blue bandanna tied longly around his neck, and thin leather suspenders over a puffy denim shirt, his look was priceless.

Saturday, January 19, 2008

Out in the Field

After spending the past two nights in the classroom and learning about ALL of the different factors that cause an avalanche, it was nice to head outside and to the Grand Teton National Park for training sessions. I've heard great things about the park, so I was excited to be going there for the first time. The drive from Jackson to the park is about 25-minutes due north and consists of jaw dropping views of the Tetons. The steep, abrupt climb of the mountains from the valley floor and the noticeable vegetation difference between the valley floor and the mountains are spectacular.

Once we parked our cars, we clicked into our Alpine Touring (AT) setups that had skins attach to them. An AT setup is different than a normal pair of downhill skis because of the bindings. AT binding have two functions:
1) To perform like a cross country ski by pivoting at the toe-piece
2) To perform like a downhill ski by locking in place at the heel-piece

AT setups are very useful when you can't depend on chairlifts to get up a mountain and need to hike up one. By attaching skins, which prevent a ski from slipping when hiking, you can effortlessly climb up slopes that are as steep as 70°. The efficiency of this combination is pretty amazing.

Our first training session consisted of pairing up with another student and hiding an avalanche beacon on each other. If you're not in the know, a beacon has two settings: send and receive. When in the backcountry, your beacon should always be in the send mode, except during times of rescue, where it should be in the receive mode.

It was my first time using a beacon, so this lesson was extremely valuable for me. After my first search attempt, which took me all over an open field and eventually to the buried beacon, I got quicker and more precise with my beacon, which is a Mammut Pulse Barryvox. Even though it is a quick learning curve, it's important to practice, practice, practice because, as we all know, it's best to have a task be second nature during stressful times.

The next useful training session was conducting a probe search. A probe reminds me of a camping tent pole that has an elastic cord. They can be as short as 170 cm or as long as 320 cm. It's best to have a probe that's over 300 cm and be graduated, which allows accurate measurements of snow depths.

In this particular lesson, we stood in a line with a probe extended in hand over our "avalanche debris". I've seen many pictures of people completing a probe search over avalanche debris, so this experience was a bit eerie for me. We methodically searched (or at least tried to) for a buried backpack. After a few probe attempts, we quickly got out of line and order and started randomly probing for the backpack, which is exactly what you don't want to do during a real search. I guess it's good that we got this wreck out of our system now. Right?

The next and final lesson was the analysis of a snowpit. Our guide and main instructor, Ron Matous, has a worth of knowledge on this subject because of his 23 years of real-world guiding and avalanche control experience. We cut a pit that was about 6 feet by 12 feet, so we could complete the following stress tests: inclinometer test, layer analysis test, shovel shear test and compression test. To learn more about these tests, you can view my photos and read avalanche.org.

After five hours in the field, it was time to head home and let the day's lessons sink in.