Kevin and I went night skiing at Brighton in Big Cottonwood Canyon last night. It snowed on us a bit, but without wind, we were not uncomfortable. We spent time on the lifts checking out the designs of the snowflakes landing on our gloves. The tops of the lifts were actually in the clouds.
I ski so seldom that I feel like I am learning again each time- this needs to change. With more regular practice, I think I could become a competent skier. Kevin skis beautifully, of course. I love watching him. He did, however, spend quite a bit of his time skiing backwards while watching me pick my way down the runs. I am glad that he wants to ski with me in spite of my lack of skill, but he couldn't resist making 'Obi-Wan' type comments like "You need to be one with the snow". I actually felt very close to the snow as I fell a few times- nothing spectacular, no ski patrol, lost skis or cheering from the lifts.
It was a great time- thanks, Kevin.
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