I hadn’t been skiing at all so far this year, but today I finally made it to the slopes at Bear Mountain. I’m glad too, because with all the grief the weather has been giving us, I would hate to have completely missed out on the one good thing all this weather has brought.
The snow was good, and it was really warm: 50 degrees the base of the slope. In places the white stuff was a little on the slushy side, but I’ll take that over ice any day of the week. It just felt great to be up on a beautiful mountain breathing clean fresh air.
I was surprised at how many snowboarders there were. I think they actually outnumbered the skiiers. Seems like it was just a few years ago I saw a snowboard for the first time. It (and the guy using it) looked like something from Maui. “No, the ocean is that way,” I pointed.
For some reason, the last few times I’ve been skiing the boots have really made my feet hurt. I know they’re not exactly designed for comfort, but I wonder if I’m not skiing properly (a real possibility) or maybe am just not picky enough about the fit of the ski boots when I rent. By the time we were done, I could barely walk on my left foot. Usually when you take the boots off and put street shoes on, your feet feel much better, but this time the pain just kept on coming. Nobody likes that.
But enough complaining. I actually remembered to take my camera along this time, and snapped some great shots from the top of the mountain. I’m starting to love disposable cameras. They’re expensive, but you don’t have to worry if you drop, break, or lose the thing, because hey it’s only $10. And the pictures seem to come out fairly well.