My advice for 2008 is:
love like you’ve never been hurt,
and dance like no one is watching."
-- Satchel Paige
Cheers.
You can click on the above photo to see my photo album from this day.
Slowly but surely, I’m getting used to the cold weather. The weather is a nice change from the consistent and predictable weather of the Bay Area. Some people might think I’m crazy for writing this statement, but I will say that the cold weather still seeps into my bones. Even though it's bone chilling, especially with a fierce head wind, there’s something about it that makes me feel alive. For example, it was hovering around five degrees with the windshield and flurrying for the better part of the day yesterday while skiing. You can see the aftermath in the photo.
Since many of you are wondering what my new bachelor pad looks like, I've taken some pictures. Please click on the image to the right and expect to be redirected to a Picasa Web Album. By the way, if you don't have (or even know about) Google's Picasa software, you must download it. It's hands down the best free software tool out there for managing, optimizing and sharing photos.
The terrain on the mountain has been limited in the past three days (note: the photo to the left shows most of the open terrain at this point). Because the resort is so steep and rocky, it requires a fair amount of snow to make most parts of the mountain safe and skiable. Even though only 20% of the mountain has been open during this time, I honestly don't mind. It gives me the chance to figure out my new ski boots and re-familiarize myself with my ski technique on beginner and easy intermediate runs. Plus, you can always count on a few leg burning runs when you're not in ski shape and skiing around 7,000 feet.
Today, I received another warm introduction to mountain town life when a deer ran into my car. I was driving on the main town road, as this poor deer crossed two-lanes of traffic at just the right time that I never saw him and never had the chance to save him. It was so unexpected that I thought no one in their right mind would've expected something like this to happen during the daytime and on a road that had a steady stream of traffic in both directions. It didn't take very long to realize that I was wrong in my thinking. While talking with a Police officer over the accident report, he told me (and made me aware of) that "This is Wyoming. This kind of stuff happens all of the time... Welcome to Wyoming!"
My adventure to live out a dream -- live in a ski town for a winter season -- has begun.