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DAY 158 2/15/2013 Farewell Friends and Monarch!

Rolling down off the site

Rolling down off the site

Today we packed up, hitched up and rolled out.  This was a near daily event on the Voyage until Heart of the Rockies where we’ve been docked since January one.  Here we skied.  Here we met our hosts, Hollly, Gayle, and the ever-so-happy Aiden.  Here we met The LivingstonFamilyAdventure!  Gabe, Marci, Mason, Adin, Asher, Mark, Niko.  We met Jeff and Snoogins.  And all have found their way into our hearts.  We were a community surviving the cold with the common Mountain interest.  Living in the venturi above Salida we all braved the scouring high winds.  We cooked out apres- ski at 10 degrees as the sun went down.  We opened our door to the wind ripping it out of our hands more times than not.  Double dates, potlucks of Gumbo, Curry, Ribs and laughter will not be forgotten or taken for granted.  Gathering those joys is truly life’s bounty.  Warmth in the cold of Winter.

Bye Bye Monarch

Bye Bye Monarch

Another odd thing for David to do is leave a ski area just as the season gets rolling, all trails opened and the backcountry getting deeper.  But this is not a ski trip.  This is not JUST a ski trip.  It is longer, deeper and open to a tomorrow with whatever it brings.

We have left family, new friends and new places before.  Sometimes just a few days after meeting them.  Its hard, but the road calls…the next adventure hides around the corner.  This time it was much  harder.  Climbing Monarch Pass to cross the Continental Divide felt like leaving old friends again!  Unprompted, I looked over at Jane once and knew she had the same lump in her throat.

But here we go.  Yup, another milestone driven.  Colorado DOT webcams to give a limited idea of road conditions.  Four new inches of snow at Monarch was not “EPIC” enough to delay leaving.  The roads below the pass were dry, and above 10,000 feet looked like just a little snow pack.  Ice too would have kept us safely parked at “home”.

Poor Marfa (the Faithful 4Runner, as you’ll recall), strolled up the pass with her 3400 lb load, going only 25 mph on the steeper sections.  Coloradans have no hesitation to pass, but I don’t put myself in a ditch for their convenience.  Hazard lights flashing and a caution triangle emblazoned on the spare should be enough to send ’em around.  Even the downhill!

Rolling down slowly

Rolling down slowly

Especially the downhill gave me caution.  30 mph caution signs at cliff-edged curves, a “runaway truck ramp” and snow packed surface combined; I went 25-30 downhill too.  Never have I driven a rig that demands attention like this.  Adrenaline is usually served only for sports, not just driving!

We pulled a big “hundred mile day” and found a National Forest access road to the Cimarron River.  A peaceful night capped off our dusky walk seeing an eagle and nice herd of elk!  Quiet, 0 degrees, cozy.  Off we went again in the AM.

Off West past Gunnison, Wifi’d our safe departure to family and the Colorado community and on we went.  South on 550.  Had I known Red Mountain Pass I may have gone another way.  It was dry, clear and sunny;I definitely would have detoured if it weren’t…but wow!

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Jane peers out the window into the abyss (note small piece of road in right corner)

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Nice scenery-NO GUARDRAILS!

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The Valley Looms 500-1000 feet below!  Did I mention NO GUARDRAILS?

Sometimes a glimpse of the road ahead has you wondering where it squeezes through?

Sometimes a glimpse of the road ahead has you wondering where it squeezes through?

 

Coalbank Pass' road as an engineering marvel stretches out below

Molas and Coalbank Pass’ road as an engineering marvel stretches out below

I had heard Monarch is one of the higher passes, but had no idea normal cars would be routed over anything like Red Mt (and it’s requisite partners Molas and Coalbank) year round.  Poor Marfa, her transmission started to overheat as indicated by a little red warning light.

Removing ALL cardboard from radiators and checking transmission fluid!

Removing ALL cardboard from radiator, trans cooler and checking transmission fluid!

14 miles uphill at 20-28 mph, no guard rails, thousand foot cliffs, very few pullouts, warnings not to stop secondary to avalanche areas and more than a few ice chunks falling on us while we crawled!  WOW!  Did I say Monarch was stressful?  We pulled into a small passing area and I pulled all of the cardboard that had been shielding the shivering radiator and transmission cooler from the Winter’s air for the past months.  Poor gal, she needed all the air we could give her on THIS climb!  We made it.

Arriving at Durango Mountain Resort (formerly Purgatory) we knew the right move.  Pull in, stay, ski!   (hee hee)  A great dinner was had and improved immensely by visiting across tables with two new friends from Tucson, Angelo and Debbie.  Plus there was a torchlight parade!  Could  it get any better with careful planning?  (As you know, “Serendipity is often our guide!”)

-David

(Fast Wifi allowed lots of pictures today courtesy of Durango Joe’s Coffee)

DAY 138 – 01/30/2013 – It Fell From the Sky!

Ponder your Winter.  Grey skies, wet sidewalks, dirty cars and cold fingers.  Maybe even fumbled car keys in the frigid dark, frozen locks and dead batteries.  Imagine the only way moisture came down from above was in that classic Northeast style.  Yup, cloudy grey, damp, and near 100% humidity at 31 degrees, then rain.  Its freezes on bushes, branches and grass.  Pretty sight in small doses, but add the extremes like in Maine and you’ve got downed trees and powerlines across your commute!  Yes, if all Winter precipitation were rain and freezing rain, the world would be a different place.

But that’s not the only way it falls.  It falls as snow!  The eskimos have “hundreds” of names for it, (although this is disputed by Wiki).  And in Colorado, nearly everyone follows the weather.  Commerce depends on snow.  Summer cities 200 miles away depend on the gradual delivery from the snowpack.  So this week as the snow came again after more than a week without, people were abuzz.  Interstate Route 70 West was filling up.   Smartphones everywhere ticked the totals at the resorts.  People planned their drop ins.  Snowfall ranged from 2-4″ at Cooper, 7-8″ at Beaver Creek, to 29″ down at Silverton.

GREEN Trees and Thin snow: had to watch out for early season rocks. (Jan 24)

GREEN Trees and Thin snow: even had to watch out for early season rocks. (Jan 24)

Look at it Now!  (Feb 1)

Look at it Now! (Feb 1)

We were fortunate enough to have a standing invitation Wednesday to join a wonderful friend at Beaver Creek to stay in her condo during her vacation.  Her brother, some extended family and friend have annual trips to ski there.  We, of course typically take vacations like theirs too.  But this time we were Trampers, just visiting from the middle of our voyage.

A perspective I hadn’t recognized follows us now.  On all my previous ski trips, I lobby for long trips of more than 7 days, wake up for first tracks and close the lifts.  On the voyage, I’ve set this mode aside.  We wake without alarms, ski a little or a lot.

View from Monarch Ridge, top of Panorama lift.

View from Monarch Ridge, top of Panorama lift.

Winter is HERE!

Winter is HERE!

Monarch operates in San Isabel National Forest

Monarch operates in San Isabel National Forest

We arrived in Beaver Creek, settled into the beautiful condo and waited for Megan.  Plans had already been laid out for all of us, we were riding the 8:00 shuttle to catch the lifts as they opened.  The overall village arrangement includes “a million beds” and free shuttle services to avoid parking hassles and fees.  This meant leaving the condo in ski boots with sandwiches in pockets.  Lately we’ve been at such small places that we park 50-100 feet from the door on the bottom floor of the lodge and carry our boots in knapsack bags into the sack-lunch area to dress.  (The next day, Thursday, inside of the Ski Cooper cafeteria there were 11 other people total at 10:30 AM)

Where do we go first?

Where do we go first?

At Beaver Creek, clearly a fabulous and delightfully diverse mountain, the Trampers suffered culture shock.  We were amazed traversing the connectors of that big mountain.  I was humbled as I stood on the ledge of the Screech Owl Jump along the Birds of Prey men’s Downhill course.  Those Olympians are SO, SO amazingly out of my league.  We felt as we were skiing in a city, a big bustling city.  We had fun, but felt our budget could be spared any more days of full-price/big mountain lift tickets.  Maybe we can spend that hundred on dogsled rides?  We chose to ski only one day there, then head back to our beloved Monarch where our season pass continues.

Most fortunately we loved our visit and hosts.  Megan’s family was in the Vacation Mode.  You know the one.  Each person injects his or her expectations and the clock cannot and will not stop anything from fitting in.  Apres ski, hot tub, happy hour, dinners and best of all; wine and cheese in their room.  We went by, and thoroughly enjoyed the evening of chat, tasty box wine, yummy cheeses and snacks.  The chat is MY favorite.  Each of us seemed prompted to share a tale or story of some notoriety, many from or fed by skiing and the lifelong love thereof.  Surrounding the fires of memory we shared the oral tradition in all its glory.  All of us laughed therapeutically and hard.

My only regret was that all our searches during the ski day for the leeward relief from wind, the best snow or the best trails to share detoured us from sharing runs with anyone but our more direct host, Megan.  Even then, our search blurred some of the blissful runs.

All-in-all, I hadn’t realized how unlike a vacation the Tramper Voyage is.  We’ve set an alarm only 2 or 3 times in as many months.  Ski for an hour or all day with our cheap picnic squeezed in the sack-lunch area.  Skip a day, have a soak, or take a hike instead.  And scarcely squeeze anything extra into the days.  Even shopping or going 15 miles into town is spontaneous and barely weekly.  We sure are enjoying this and hope the picture stays with us to color our future lives, and vacations.

Jumping for Joy!

Jumping for Joy!

– David

DAY 135 1/27/2013 The Snow Returns; Lets Demo an Albritton Powder Ski

An inviting booth where any questions were happily fielded.

An inviting booth where any questions were happily fielded.

This is not a formal ski test, I am not a tester and skied only three Joyous runs.  If this were an actual test, you would have been exposed to similar products from differing manufacturers, blind testing and much more time on the boards.  My experience does, however give a bit of feedback and count for a little something.  The skis are FUN!  They succeeded in providing a big smile during some unpaid fun.  Free demo:Free smile!

My little Blizzards are SO "old school" by comparison.  (And exactly the opposite of a powder ski)

My little Blizzards are SO “old school” by comparison. (And exactly the opposite of a powder ski)

My past several years, and the past 15 days have been spent on traditional construction, cambered Slalom Race Skis.  My skis have avery narrow underfoot width and CARVE turns at a rated 13 meter radius.  They make small turns with subtle bodily input.

These boards I tried today are wide, full-length powder skis, medium in flex.  The closest ski I own is a Nordica Hotrod Hellcat, also traditional camber (no rocker), but of similar width and length.  The Albritton is much more comfy in powder than either of my skis.  It has a small amount of “rocker” which initiates a turn and helps provide the float.

They are not the floppy banana-looking powder boards seen out and about nowadays. They seem a bit more traditional without being old-school.  This probably serves to make them a bit more versatile also.  My first few turns required me to move my body parts further to go from edge to edge than my own skis.  I had to be patient carving a turn as it felt like a huge radius (by comparison to my own skis I had just stepped out of).

On hard snow I felt like I was on a Super-G ski initially…but this came in handy later.  Yup, the Albrittons are buttery and supple enough to float through the Pow-pow I found at the edges and in some little tree shots.  But, if I let ’em out a little, went fall-line for a bit, BOY were they stable.   Stand centered and they happily blasted through the cut up stuff.  Fun ski.  Too bad I am on the Trampervoyage and can’t add to the quiver right now by buying a pair.

Besides, I LOVE hard snow.  Even ice is no stranger.  I guess its a bit of sour grapes since the East “rarely” gets true powder, but I do actually like feeling of a ski taking my legs to the limits of compression and rebound while high on edge and pressured deeply.  But wow, powder sure is a blast too, and with the right sticks it is Lots easier. www.albrittonskis.com

Bye-bye!

Bye-bye!

-David

A regular Monarch smile day

A regular Monarch smile day

Tidbits and Systems: Inside the Tramper

Temperature Regulation

While renovating the old beast I knew it had to provide a comfortable safe haven from all weather.  I towed it to the Catskills and tested the Wave 3, catalytic furnace in the original trailer without insulation.

Wave 3

Wave 3

This little furnace is 93% efficient, it burns propane on a catalytic grid and emits only CO2 and water.  No carbon monoxide, just need to keep venting in a little air.  Pretty handy in a space this small.  The old flame, blower, and chimney propane furnaces are less than 30% efficient. And considerably bigger.

The Wave easily established and maintained the interior just above 50 degrees Farhenhite.  Quite tolerable for a camp weekend, but needed improvement for a long journey.  Underneath the pretty amber birch walls I added 1 1/2″ foam insulation and, most importantly, foil-bubble-foil all around.  Similar to the stuff used for those silver windshield sunshades,  this reflects “our heat” back in where it belongs.  We are noticeably warmer with a lot less effort.  camper progress 035 camper progress 021No cold breeze over your shoulder.  Helps out in the desert or high heat areas too.  The inside never exceeded 80 degrees on a killer sunny Florida day or August in our driveway.

On this New Years Eve we experienced not only record cold more than 10 below zero, but also constant high winds.  We were cozy under our sleeping bag, a ZERO degree Teton bag capable of Winter tent camping.  So far we’ve only used it as a quilt though, one of two bags that can zip together if we were ever actually cold.

We could see curtain movement beside those lovely old jalousie windows.  To make a decision here we had to wait and explore our longer-term parking arrangement.  As we are now parked facing South, our two biggest windows keep the place “solar-warmed” all day long.  Really, arriving back from skiing on a 10 degree day, we have to vent out some heat.  I sealed all sun-facing windows with clear plastic sheeting to collect sun all day.  Thus retained the ability to insert our foils at night over them too for an inexpensive “triple-glazing”.  The North facing windows are only double-glazed with the foils taped directly into the screen frame.

Its so warm and cozy we had to leave the “kitchen window” unsealed so we can add or subtract the foil but not seal so tightly.  Its amazingly comfortable in the Tramper.  The only other addition I made yesterday was to carpet the whole interior.  We had only throw rugs, but now my feet are so much more comfy on the complete carpet.  $19 at Walmart for a 5 X 7 space rug cut in half and trimmed into place.  I even put down a free carpet pad a-la-cardboard.

Another 1957 trim update is the ceiling vent.  OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAUpon arrival home I had no cap or cover.  However, the roof did not leak so I was not anxious to buy a compete new vent and cut a square hole.  The Goodwill on Joppa road provided a deep aluminum frying pan combined with a foam gasket, some rivets and aluminum angle to allow protection, stop rain and house a new fan I disassembled and repurposed just for the purpose. (total spent ~50bucks instead of two fifty).   Besides, I really liked the aperture-like slides to open and close.

Food Storage

Lynn supplied me with a modern Propane/Electric fridge made by Dometic.

Lots of food space

Lots of food space

These things are quite expensive new, so his salvage saved me well over a thousand dollars.  A very neat design without any moving parts uses heat to boil ammonia in a double sealed system, and take advantage of the expansion/contraction cycle to create cold.  This thing works great!  All I have to do is watch the fridge temp and regulate the outdoor vent sizes according to ambient temps.

Right now it is running on campground electricity but barely uses any propane anyway.  It burns a flame barely bigger than what a pilot light would be.  Very cool system, I think it is an old Swedish design.

Light/Energy/Electronics

We knew we wanted solar, but knew nothing about it.  The first step in any system was defining our needs.  My estimate was about 19 Amp hours total per day.  Turns out we use lots less.  To plan, you figure in how many hours of light, how many of charging phones and computers, how much would a fan use for how long, the fridge (0), and what other electronics we’d need.  Then the Amperes drawn can be multiplied by hours, days, etc.

Constant information

Constant information

I shopped around and bought the panel and system online from the most helpful vendor who also happened to be in Baltimore.  (you can visit my “solar post” on Good Old RV’s for details)

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In use, it seems perfectly suited in an overkill kind of way.  We knew we didn’t ever want a stinky, noisy generator so the panel is bigger than it needed to be.  It is a 130 Watt panel, able to deliver 10 Amps max in the perfect alignment.  When you look at output though, it is only optimal midday with all things perfect.  What we have found with this bigger panel is that we leave it flat, tolerate shade and clouds and have only charged our storage battery twice in over 110 days.  We probably didn’t really have to, but the plug was available and Hurricane Sandy kept us in shade for more than 1o days in a row.

Funny thing though.  Even on a cloudy, lightly raining day the system charges about .9 to 1.2 Amps.  All day long!  The water in the air must reflect some energy down all the time.  I guess that goes along with sunburn on cloudy days like moms always told us.  Anyway, it just keeps trickling in.  AND we don’t use much.

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An original 57 yellowstone rewired with one LED “puck” inside

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A chipped Lowe’s fixture with three LED “pucks”

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An $8 IKEA, incandescent, with socket removed, yup, you guessed it LED “pucks” inside

LED’s use less than 1/10th of regular lights.  With all of our lights on at once, we use .8-.9 Amps.  Our computer sucks in 4 Amps to charge and takes about anhour to top off.  But if things have been borderline, we just charge it in the truck while driving.  The ceiling fan pulls an Amp on low, so the hotter nights of a desert may test us.  We’ve never been too hot in a tent though, without any fan.

It really has us re-evaluating the normal way everything works at home on the grid.  We are thinking solar for our house.  Probably swap a bunch of lights for LED’s.  IKEA has more selection than most other sources, this I learned while planning the Tramper systems.

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Plumbing

The Tramper had an old system within that included a porcelain toilet, galvanized steel drain pipe, a black water tank and sink.  Its water pressure was created in a sealed tank with compressed air like a car tire.  It worked for my test trips but needed serious upgrading.

The old tank is galvanized steel, 18 gallons and didn’t leak.  I just couldn’t bring myself to throwing it away.  But I wouldn’t drink from a 50 year old trash can either.  So we carry plastic gallon bottles and dedicated 5 gallon jugs as needed. (Another Lynn sourced item lies on the back of the 4Runner; blue is water, red spare gas)   The goal is carry only what we need, water is heavy!  If we know we’re headed for a park with water we drain it all except a few liters carried to drink.

The tank now leads to 1/2″ PEX tubing, reputed to survive freezing well.  I tested a loop with a connector in my freezer at home with success, but still arranged all plumbing indoors a foot away from the walls.  There being no way to see the water level in the tank, I put in a T, added a stop valve, and some clear tubing.  With the Tramper leveled, I added 2, 4, 6, etc gallons and marked these on the cabinet next to the clear tube.

There is a 12Volt pump, an expansion tank, an 8 gallon water heater that lights itself easily with a switch.  It quickly heats all that water in about 10-15 minutes from a cold start.   This I placed strategically under the foot of the bed,  on Jane’s side.  Subtle extra warmth all night.  Its even warm in the morning though I turn it off all night.

The idea of a toilet and effluence was eliminated.  We have a porta pot, but prefer the bathouse, restrooms etc.  Don’t want the weight or ordeals.  No black water. Enough said.

What we needed was a shower.  I got a 24″ square shower pan and built a new closet around it.  Our shower is about 4″ smaller than the toilet room, this left me room to add a delightful little bookshelf.  I framed the space as thinly as possible, making dadoed joints like furniture to strengthen the walls without taking space.  Lots of clamps.

Lots of clamps...no shellac yet...

Lots of clamps…no shellac yet…

Lots of making it up as I went along.  Make a piece, define the space, measure to make the next piece.   The inside of our shower is now lined with FRP, Fiberglass Reinforced Plastic.  Its bumpy and white, I’m sure you’ve seen it in some commercial bathroom, if you “bothered” to notice.

The sprayer has a button on it to stop the flow.  Once regulated, the temperature stays the same.  So, just wet down, turn it off, soap up, turn on and rinse.  I have measured my own use to be about 2 gallons this way.  In warmer camps we could hook up and run “normal” shower amounts, but have come to prefer this efficiency.

Again, our off-grid experience has us questioning our home and what “everyone is accustomed  to”.   Not sure what changes are in store; you know they say travel changes you.

Storage

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There were cabinets within the Tramper when I brought it home, but we’ve redone as needed.  the new fridge is about an inch wider and 4 inches deeper than  the 1957 version.  I built an entirely new unit on that side.  Then added shelves with the bottom one engineered around our 2 ski boot bags.  Each of us has one basket to contain “all clothing for the whole trip”.  We minimized over and over to get to this point and wash small items regularly, hanging them to dry for the next use.  Here the air is so dry, things dry amazingly fast.  Rosendale, NY during the cold, dank Fall was a little different.  We had to aim our heater at the laundry lines.

The "Glove box" final assembly done in Gardiner, Maine along the voyage

The “Glove box” final assembly done in Gardiner, Maine along the voyage

Another small but invaluable addition was a little, wedge-shaped box I was initially calling a glove box.   Its tapered to provide headroom, and allow sitting in front of it.  What it has become is an electronics catch-all.  All chargers, wires, shavers, instructions, cases etc have landed there and can consistently be found.

Safety

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Fire extinguisher, conveniently at the door, and a smoke detector.

Sleeping Accommodations

The "Couch" in back

The “Couch” in back

The back of the trailer has a “couch area” that flattens out into our bed; “80X43”.  that makes it bigger than a Twin, smaller than a Full.  We have air mattresses from camping and some thin pads to round it out.  This choice was based on weight, foldability and comfort.  Two separate mattresses works out well, I can climb out of bed without raising the other side like a trampoline.  We honestly sleep comfortably!  We’ve even declined beds in houses we’ve visited.

Cooking

Our “range” was found by my friend John.  He forwarded me a Craigslist picture, I called the seller, and rushed over and bought it for $40.  It is an Avocado delight with three burners and the cutest oven since Easy Bake.  We have made pizza, banana bread, zucchini bread, brownies and, of course, Toll House Blondies.

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DAY 132 – 01/24/2013 A Grand Day Out

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Watch the above link to the official Website to hear the infectious melody for yourself!

Our “dear imaginary friends” Wallace and Gromit went to the moon once to restock their cheese stores.  They were greeted by the unusual guardian of the moon who became distracted by a SKI magazine.  It fancied itself a skier traversing the craters of the moon.  He looked like a wheeled  oven of sorts, but clearly enjoyed using those poles and sliding along with the greatest of ease.  The soundtrack music was captivating to us and frequently comes to mind as we slide on our own skiing adventures. “DAH Da Da DAH Da Da DA DAAAAH!”

As you may recall, we are easily amused and have great reverence for laughter of nearly any source.  Today, Monarch snow was firm.  Record warm temperatures, sun, and wind have sculpted open, smooth trails with actual ice on them.  In the East, this is routine and the Sno-cats Groomers are like Zamboni’s creating very usable surfaces.  Here, a 2 square foot patch of ice is somewhat remarkable, let alone some of these whole trail faces where there are vast sheets awaiting.

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Asher taking off…Mark was out of sight. Pics of him when I can catch him!

But, when life gives you lemons-make lemonade!  Jane and I had one of our best skiing days just the same.  We got to share bits of it with our favorite neighbors.  Those boys love to bomb down that mountain.  They are showing off their turns quite a bit too as I’m sure they know I like to turn.  I can’t wait to do some more runs with them and maybe even do some human slalom:  Forced-turns!

Look-at Jane go!

Look-at Jane go!

Jane and I took to the smoother and softest possible groomers we could find.  Mostly the Blue runs off of Breezeway, and Panorama.  Jane is looking ever more centered and relaxed on her skis.  Something about skiing frequently and only for as long as you want to, is adding

Where to?  "Down" and kicking up snow all the way!

Where to? “Down” and kicking up snow all the way!

certainty.

Most vacations are driven by my own usual desire to start when the lifts open and just go constantly until they close.  Some days brownies or Clif Bars replace lunch breaks to get maximum value and time on snow.  Here we do long,  AND short days.  We even take some days off; usually seems like a weekend day is a good excuse for a hike, but really this mountain is never actually “crowded”.

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I have been working for the past two years to make both of my skis do “exactly” the same thing and leave perfectly even tracks, no skidding, staying the same distance apart.  Studying the tracks leads to the obvious disappointment that this is just not “possible” in an absolute way.  Jane asked why I am working so hard at this?

Tracks are hard evidence of what the body is doing.  Performing these moves at slow speeds on “easy” trails requires a subtlety.  With conscious practice, new moves are committed to reflex and will deliver the stance, power and balance at higher speeds on steeper slopes.  Yup, I am a ski nerd.  Biomechanics, motor-learning, PT, kinesiology are all out there all the time to aspire to.  I love refinement and it is actually lots of fun, not overly negating to see those wavering carved tracks…they are surely improving still.

Most importantly, though:  “DAH Da Da DAH Da Da DA DAAAAH!”

We continue to say WHEEEEE! frequently and LOUDLY!

-David