Back from vacation

I took a short vacation to Colorado over this past weekend. I was visiting my cousin and her husband, and while I was there, they taught me how to ski. My cousin's husband was a professional ski instructor until recently, and he is an excellent teacher. Within two days I moved from the "bunny hill" to skiing full runs down the mountain. On the second day, I spent most of my time on the green trails, with one run on a blue trail. The blue trail was a lot of fun, but it was a major workout. I even found myself unexpectedly jumping a mogul ("uh, where did the ground go?"), and was suprised that I remained standing afterwards.

I had several spectacular falls in the learning process, which must have been absolutely hillarious to watch. There's nothing quite like falling full speed into the snow, and then sliding down the mountain. On one trail, I realized that I was going a little too fast. I turned to slow down, realized that I was running out of room, and then really leaned into the turn -- a little too much. By the time I hit 180 degrees, I started falling, and by the time I hit the ground, I had finished 360 degrees. I basically spiraled straight into the ground, kicking up a huge cloud of snow. Thankfully, there were no injuries, and I was just as entertained by my fall as anyone.


Mountains surround Lake Dillon