Call Me Ski Bunny

Last weekend, I went skiing for the first time in 14 years. And it was a total blast!

My coworker, Walker (aka "Walter" or "New Shery" when we're feeling abusive), was kind enough to let me tag along with him and his room mate. The boys inadvertently took the back entrance to Keystone over Loveland Pass, which was basically terrifying. Between the icy roads, lack of guardrails, and the moments of whiteout, I was wondering if our 2WD Toyota sedan was going to launch off the edge and into the crisp mountain air. Luckily, we didn't die tragically. But it did solidify my decision to buy some snow tires. And to never use that route again.
But hey, we made it! Added bonus: because the weather was so ominous in Denver and on the drive up, hardly anybody was on the slopes that day. The snow was in great condition, and there were no lift lines. I'd pull over to catch my breath, look up and down the mountain, and a few times I realized I was the only person in sight on the run. Totes gnarly, bruhs.
It was a little cold, which also helped scare away the crowds. Walker told me the index was -15° with the wind chill, and I believe it. My fingers struggled a little, but nothing some new mittens and hardwarmers can't fix. Otherwise, I was cozy in my new ski gear. Plus I looked good, which is pretty important, too.

I was shocked how quickly skiing came back to me after all these years. After one run, I felt balanced and comfortable. I wasn't exactly hitting any land speed records, but I was having fun. So although I won't be shredding the double black diamonds anytime soon, I'll definitely be exploring some blue routes.
The biggest difference (from what I remember after 14 years) was turning ability. I grew up skiing on those long, slim skis. Maybe it was worse because I was a small and light kid, but I distinctly remember having to throw all my weight into every turn and fight for an edge. Not so anymore! The new skis are short, fat, and curvy, and they turn on a dime. Absolutely a blast.
The conditions probably helped a lot, too. I grew up skiing the Pacific Northwest, which is often wet and icy. Keystone conditions were cold and dry, with fresh snow on the mountain. I feel like I upgraded to first class. Where's my complementary beverage?

I'm going to try to go up again this weekend. Gotta get one last ski trip in before the holiday!