An old abandoned ski park + a bluebird sunny day = play time for grownups! I don’t think many people come to this place anyway, zombie apocalypse or not, and we had the whole place to ourselves.
Here is where Brad is right now, and where I wish that I were too… What a great photo.
Well, I did it. I broke my ankle.
I’m slowly coming to terms with how plans for the immediate future will have to change. Brad has been amazing and supportive. He has been exactly where I am right now. In fact, he broke his ankle in exactly the same place two years ago. I’m so lucky that he is upbeat and adaptive – he tells me that things aren’t screwed up, they will just change and be different for a while. I’m mostly just disappointed that I won’t be able to ski for at least a couple of months… I see an orthopedist next week, and hopefully, the news will be good and we’ll have a good plan for recovery.
Check out the kick-ass cardboard splint that ski patrol made for me! All Macgyvered up with tape and everything.
The landscape of our world has turned from green to white as the snow continues to dump in the mountains. We spent yesterday skinning and skiing at Mt. Rainier. It was a physically hard day in mixed conditions, very different from when we went a month ago. But it was an incredible workout, and I’m so happy the ski season is finally here!
Yesterday was a once-in-a-lifetime kind of day! We skinned up Avalanche Gulch at Mt. Shasta (aptly named), where there was a massive D4 avalanche last weekend. The debris field was spectacular. You can see the incredible force it would have taken to bring down trees in its path, and the snow was as hard as concrete. It’s good to be in awe (with a healthy dose of fear) of these forces of nature.
We mostly had the mountain to ourselves. It was a good day for some backcountry skiing in variable conditions, away from the stress of the world.