Sunshine Village

No kidding, this is the robotic pose which I maintained for the entire descent when skiing for the first few months. No wonder I was stiff afterwards. Poles were the key to breaking the habit.  We have had wicked good weather this year in Banff. The best in 5 years some say.
I now have graduated to brave some black diamond hills, so I no longer refer to places such as goats eye mountain as the goat bleeper. That's not to say I won't end up with my skis stuck in deep snow from time to time. The plan next year is to try longer skis which will leave me back on Strawberry hill, sigh..

I remember when I began I had a serious hate on for snowboarders. They were always the ones to comglomerate like cattle in the middle of the run. Sean would come up behind them and spray them, scare them, prod them along. They did not question this large man in camo. Thanks love.

I watch Sean zigzag around and land jumps so easily, you know I had to try it out for myself. The outcome was similar to my debacle on the bike. Too slow in the approach... kerplunk. Nothing injured though. I think I will cut that out while I'm ahead.

I wish I had pictures of Tanya skiing here, she grew up in Riding Mountain National park limits, so she looked as if she came out of the womb with skis on. Did I mention she tans well too. You know I love you, but could you just fake being poor at something?