John and I celebrated his 50th birthday yesterday with a great day of skiing at Big Sky. It was a beautiful day, absolutely clear and sunny. Our 2nd run of the day was from the top of Lone Mountain down Liberty Bowl. From our perch at 11,000+ feet, we could see dozens of mountain ranges in all directions. As we were making turns down the hill, the thought struck me, I've been skiing this mountain for almost 40 years. I was just a kid back in 1973! Where have all those years gone? Still, I get such a thrill schussing down each run, like it's the first time. Then it feels like almost no time has passed at all. Until, of course, I try to get out of the car after driving back home. Ouch!
Next week, we drive down to my other old stomping grounds of Jackson Hole to ski with brother Dave. I suppose I'll have the same thought there as at Big Sky, and I've been skiing at JH for even longer!
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