Each winter my writing trickles to a stop. Who knows why?
Last weekend I went skiing on the North Island’s most popular volcano and it was beautiful:
This photo is pathetic! You have to see it for yourself.
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When I arrived at the ski area, I went to the ticket counter to buy my gear and lift pass.
“Hi, can I have skis, boots and poles, and a upper mountain lift pass?”
“Sure, you might be eligible for a youth discount. Are your parents here? How old are you?”
“I’m 27.”
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By the end of the day, I had a fresh set of bruises from:
- falling off a t-bar lift with Anouk
As Egon said about crossing the streams, “Try to imagine all life as you know it stopping instantaneously and every molecule in your body exploding at the speed of light.” The same applies to crossing your skis. Anouk was not happy!
- jumping into a wall of snow
Not nice, fluffy snow. The water which formed this snow used to flow in the sewers of Gary, Indiana, I’m sure of it.
- dodging a boy (like a good samaritan), who happened to fall next to a ski ramp
When I landed, my skies, gloves, hat, etc. were scattered across the field, as if I were Mr. Potato Head and a screaming child threw me against a wall.
In a few weeks I’m flying to Queenstown for some more skiing (yes, I am a masochist). Feel free to fly down and join me!
Oh no… too cold and wet for me, sir.
I hear the skiing in your homeland is much better – the snow doesn’t instantly melt into your skii gloves the moment you touch it.
Anyhow, try snowboarding… if you’re a snowboarder you can return to your Queenstown hotel everynight and have 7 chalet girls waiting for you. You heartbreaker you.
I would settle for less, two would do. Maybe three. I wouldn’t mind being cold if there were girls waiting for me!
Next month the Wellingtonista bowling league begins, what will we do without you?
And your travel photos on Facebook are great. I show them to Craig and he gets all warm and gushy inside.
ooo! Next season, see you there! Hope to winter in the Wanaka/Queens area… Oh, do you remember Joeseph Fosu from U. of I. art? Born in Ghana and all, he’s not a natural on snow, but he made it out this way for a visit a year ago and we got him sliding in the right direction. Very fun!
Absolutely
I seem to be having some memories of that last time i tried to ski…humiliation ensued…you are not the only one timmy!! Hows tricks?
I think you should maybe steer clear of the winter sports. Remember when that ice skating fall knocked your braces off your teeth? Just sayin’.
Yes, I do remember and so do my teeth. That was so painful…
I didn’t know about that! And I must say that I haven’t been to your page in a long time and I had forgotten how much I enjoy it! But why are all the photos still the same? My brother, the slacker….
What’s this! The same photos! I’ll have to upload new ones this week…