I love to ski. Its my favorite activity and why I live in this overpriced community. Recently, I’ve gotten into backcountry skiing. It started with getting the gear so I could start doing hut trips. Then I started skinning up Buttermilk for evening exercise. Then Dave hurt his back in the resort, so he started doing a lot of backcountry because the snow was softer and the movement was good for him. Somehow, I got dragged into the mix – I think mostly for the chance to make an appearance on WildSnow.com, can’t let my husband get all the glory. But backcountry skiing causes me mixed emotions, and as I discovered this morning heading up Marble Peak.
1. waking up before the sun is up.
2. driving on windy roads in the back seat – i get car sick easy.
3. super icy skin track- especially when I left my ski crampons in the car
1. The views
2. Being outside in clean air
3. Feeling of accomplishment when I get to the summit
4. Going back to work refreshed and exhausted (is that possible?)