Sierra has a special place in my memory, as the first place I learned to hate skiing and snowboarding :P Especially since the "easiest" run was the almighty Sugar-and-Spice, which they should aptly rename it to "Leg torture and hatred for all beginners" or something of that effect-- Anyway, I'll save the Sierra war-stories for another time. Some memories of how terrified I was as a beginner at Sierra some 15+ years ago, and how the perspective has changed since then.
Today-- I was accompanied by some good friends who were practicing their 'leafing' (going down the mtn in a side to side motion keeping on one side of the board) as well as carving; They were able to keep up their own with going down the Blue squares :)
The weather was great, not too hot (like last time), not too cold, and the snow was just right-- Not too much powder, and no ice = happy campers. All-in-all, it wasn't a record-breaking number of times we took runs, however what we lacked in quantity we comped for quality-- These were a great group of folks to board with, especially when goofing off!
Maybe the next time I head up I'll try a black diamond once or twice, remember how it was like to once fear it, now have some capability of being able to conquer it one run at a time :)
Back into the swing of things tomorrow, start of a new week, and a Monday. Hopefully I can make it up the stairs at work :P
Good night folks -- Ant
