Snow

    Waking up dreading the coming classes, open the curtains to look through the snow covered window.  The shock and joy of a new discovery, all the green replaced with white.  The blanket of snow at least a foot thick, making everything look like its been frosted.

    My mind wakes up and realises I shouldn't be still standing here.  Food, gear, and a "Morning!" to mom as I run out the door.  The truck is cold, the snow is deep, and the roads are treacherous.  The lifts frozen and covered with a foot of snow stand still waiting for Eaglecrest to open.  There are others here but we all have the same goal, to get to the top as quickly as possible.  

    The foot of powder slows down my skinning, but that's not a problem because the fun is worth the work.  The top comes into view as the hike comes to an end.  The work is done, and the fun has begun.  The skins go into my pack, the helmet goes onto my head, and the goggles come down.  The turns are soft and so are the landings.  The minutes down go by like seconds after the hour skin up.

    My day is complete, my work here is done, and it's all thanks to the snow.