Stories from the Road

Stories from the Road

February 5. 2016

Snowmass Village, CO.

The day started off in ominous fashion. The table at breakfast at which I usually sit was full. I moved to another table, and the man I sat next to immediately began talking about corruption in Chicago. When he moved onto his hamstring, I began talking   with a very interesting man on my right, who had been born in Germany. He had skied all over the world and had been coming to Snowmass for forty years.

After breakfast we dressed and headed to the slopes in what would be a great ski day. The sun was out, the temperature went up to twenty, and the packed powder was excellent. We cruised lower slot and came upon a hole a couple of feet deep with a long bone next to it. It looked like a bobcat had uncovered an old treasure it had buried.

We continued our cruising, and moving back and forth over the gentle terrain was akin to Clark Renner or Haig Koshkarian driving their Porsches over Soledad Mountain Road. Later we ran into Roger and Nancy Leonard on the Campground lift. The rest of the morning was spent dashing around the mountain with big smiles. Tomorrow the four of us will ski again early to get out in front of the Saturday crowds.

Last night Nancy and Roger hosted a Malbec party in the lobby. Vicki and I brought some cheese and crackers, and others brought different kinds of alcohol. He snack became our supper, and I turned in around 8:00 PM.

There was a follow up story in the Aspen Times concerning the man who threw his chairlift companion 25 feet to the ground. Colorado law prohibits giving out much information about mentally ill people. Apparently this guy has issues, and it sounded like he had been admitted to a facility.

Have a good day.