Skiing

I can't think of anything I would rather do than ski. I started skiing seriously after a trip to Purgatory with my friend John Lowe in 1998. He's a true expert and while I was skiing with him I decided that I would really learn how to ski. I then purchased the first skis of my own in many, many years and started skiing with Dale, a friend from work and a good skier. On my first day with him he gave me some good advice as we were standing on the lip of a double black chute called "Devil's Crotch" at Breckenridge. He said "After this, everything else will look flat!" He was right, and I still think about that every time I ski. Now Teri and I ski most winter weekends and usually take a few special trips to find great conditions around the west. We've even skied in Chile during the early fall (Chile's Spring). Ironically, we have difficulty finding people who can ski well enough to hang with us, and I really never see people our age skiing the steeps, crud, and deep powder that we love.

We really enjoy our little hill in Los Alamos (Pajarito Mountain), and some other small places such as Monarch and Wolf Creek in Colorado. Utah is great, but we think Steamboat Springs is hard to beat. Tahoe is fun, but usually the crowds and prices are a bit much.

I've become something of a ski gear-head. Unfortunately this has led to a need for better and newer equipment, and that means $$$. Oh well, I guess there are more decadent hobbies.