03.20.2009 - 04.19.2009 71 °F
They say that a packet of frozen peas makes the best ice pack. I concur. Because whilst skiing a few weeks ago I fell prey to a nasty snow-gremlin that pushed me over on a dead flat pisted run and as a result, twisted my knee. Thank goodness for peas, or rather 'pois.'
I've since made 99% of a full recovery, however it did put a hold on my skiing in what everyone has called the "best skiing in Chamonix for 18 years." Nonetheless I feel like I'm now skiing better than ever and of course just as I really feel like I know what I'm doing - just as I feel moguls are my best friends, the season has come to its end. Almost.
Three weeks remain before the last lifts grind to a halt and even though I want to make the most of it, I find it hard to want to ski in the increasingly temperate weather. Of course "the best skiing in 18 years" means the most snow in 18 years, which means the longest run of cold desperate weather in 18 years. As much as I have come to love snow sport, my first passion is always the sun and its drug-like effect it holds over everyone. I can't wait for the barbecues and climbing, golf and biking. I say Spring has sprung, now let Summer come...-er.
The lovely weather has brought quite a few avalanche. All seen from a safe distance, but the sound alone is shocking. It is amazing to see chunks of a glacier fall and scatter down a gully, and even more impressive to hear such thunder from something that looks so minuscule from such a distance. What I find most interesting and telling of our culture though are photos on Facebook of friends digging their mate out of an avalanche -- who's taking photos and why aren't they helping to dig?!? The album title was, fittingly, "What you never want to happen to you." Amen.
On a lighter note, I have decided to stay in Chamonix for the summer and along with perhaps picking up mountain biking, I'll be getting back on my golf game. I'm working toward getting a membership here, and when I'm not smacking little white balls I'll be shining big white bowls. Toilet bowls, that is. And climbing. So wish me luck and I miss you all! Come visit if you dare, but be warned you may never leave! We would all be so lucky...