My brother Jason is a snow border and goes up every chance he gets and this time I got to tag along. Only I can't even skate bored so I chose to ski instead. We went to Santa Fe since I am nowhere ready for the big dog mountains of Colorado. My first mishap was right out of the shoot at the top of the bunny hill. I wasn't prepared for the chair lift to literally push me off so I lost my balance and fell. That was ok because after picking out rental equipment in a room that felt and smelled like a sauna. I was already sweating, so the snow up my coat sleeve felt nice. Once I got myself back up on my feet and stopped laughing I put my brain in high gear and turned my feet inward to point my skis like an arrow and down I went. VERY SLOWLY. Once I made it down I plowed straight into a snow bored chick who was taking her foot out of the binding. My brother says it was her fault for stopping the the middle of the run. Once I collected my cool and apologized profusely we got back on the chair lift for a second crack at it. This time I was ready for the push and away I went all the way down the bunny slope. I took my time and even looked at some of the adults in ski school and thought to myself I'm a pro. Once Jason and I thought I had gotten the hang of it we decided to go up to the TOP of the mountain. I say TOP because it was literally the TOP. There was nowhere else to go. This is were the real fun begins. As we get on the chair lift to take us to the TOP one of my polls gets stuck in the grate and I drop it. Jason yells back and tells the chair lift guy that we will back to get it. Then he turns to me and asks if I can ski with only one poll. I look at him and say "I guess we'll fine out" As we are going up and up and up I just cant help to notice all of the runs are pretty steep, but Jason assures me that we will go on the switch back runs that wont be so steep. When we get off the 1 hour chair lift ride (that was a joke it wasn't really 1 hour just making the point that it was really high) I grab my one poll and turned to make my way down when it hits me I'm looking STRAIGHT DOWN!!! I'm not looking at a nice little slope I'm looking at the bottom of the entire mountain. I take a breath and pray and look at my brother and "what the hell Jay? How am I going to make it down?" to which he says very slowly and good luck! I take one step forward and fall flat on my butt were I continue to slide for at least 100 feet not knowing if I should be screaming or laughing because I am doing both. Once I get up and get my barrings straight I realize I'm still at the TOP. I really hadn't gone as far as I hoped. I'm scared because off to the right is the cliff. I know its the cliff because there is a nylon rope with a sign hanging from it that's says CLIFF. and off to the left is another sign that says Black Diamond Run. (the black diamond is for PROFESSIONALS) Needless to say 1 1/2 hours at least 30 falls including one straight on my face later I make it down to the club house. Were we stop to order a hot chocolate with a shot of courage to help me make it down the rest of the mountain. I tell my brother to go ahead without me. I'm staying on my bunny slope for the rest of the day.
I had so much fun I really cant explain. I will definitely be going back, but this time I'm not going to the TOP. I would like to thank a few people for making this awesome day for me.
First Thanks be to God for creating such a wonder. I may have a sore hip, but the peace and beauty of that mountain was so worth it.
Thank you to Brandi for letting me borrow her ski jacket. It really was warm and I will have the hole repaired from the tree branch that grabbed a hold of me. JK.
Thank you to the hippie chair lift dude that said I looked hot coming down the bunny slope.
Thanks to Bernadette who 15 years ago pushed me down the bunny slope and taught me how to ski in the first place.
And most importantly THANK YOU Jason for sticking by me and not letting me fall off the cliff. I had such an wonderful day and I owe it all to you. Since it was your idea to go up to the TOP.
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