"The drive to return to the past isn't an innocent one. It's about stopping your passage into the future, it's a symptom of the fear of death, and the love of a predictable experience."
Innocent or not, I will be reliving yesterday for a long time. Second best conditions I have ever boarded (and this time I actually knew what I was doing.) Six inches of dryish powder. A snowboarder's dream. No work, no fear and no consequences. Even safety officer Steve was getting air, boarding off piste and yelling at gapers to get the hell out of his way! The Mountain Safety crew even gave him a warning (no shit!) By four we practically had the place to ourselves WTF!?
Bruce made a strong comeback from an incident with a mogul on the backside (he had just made a decision to be aggressive on a mogul field; oops, those darn ski tips.) A shot of tequila and two beers and he was born again hard. We nearly closed the pass down, pulling out of the parking lot half past nine.
I probably shouldn't go again this season cos it may ruin this season's legacy. But the snow is still falling and I finally found my free lift ticket to Mission Ridge buried in my quagmire of papers and books (it was poking out of "Dead until Dark"!) So continue my passage into the future I must.
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Aha! I new you didn't give me that Mission Ridge ticket to hold onto!!! (Again, Dana was trying to play me against my poor non-existant memory ;)
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