Diary Post

19 February 2018

Dear Diary,

         Today, I skied on sheet ice. That normal East coast quality. Not there. You see, the East doesn't have consistent temperatures ever. In the summer, one day it can be 100 and the next maybe 60. In the West or more specifically the Rockies it's always 65-80 in the summer with a few days where it's higher or lower. In the Western winter, it's 15-30 degrees and in the East, it can be -10 one day and 45 the next The difference? The East gets rain in the winter. When it rains there's water on the mountain. (Duh.) Then, the next day it's below freezing. What happens? It all freezes and gives the mountain a layer of ice and the skiers a hard time. I felt like my legs were being swept away by the ice. It was insane. Yet, I still managed to hit 46 mph on this stuff. Sadly, I can't hit 50 in the East but I can hit 75 in the West on softer SNOW not ice with a dusting of WET snow over it. I wish our whole continent was nestled in the area where the Rockies are. Higher elevation then when the land is piled on top of itself. More snow like we see in Colorado and Utah rather than Vermont. Sadly, less maple syrup, though. I love skiing hough and it's the only thing that keeps me genuinely happy. Nothing else can. Not basketball, maybe running, but only skiing. Hopefully, Jackson Hole is better than Mont-Tremblant in January 2019. Goodbye, Diary. Until next time.