Charlie took these three pictures Saturday while I was watching football in my bedroom, and despite feeling quite pleased with the decision at the time, it’s hard to look at these and not feel a slight tinge of regret. So I’m posting these for three reasons, first to highlight how amazing the current conditions are, second to prove that you always regret not going skiing, and third to convince the rare Anchorage reader to buy a print from Charlie at his first friday at the Upstairs Studio.  I might post some of my stuff from the weekend later, but it’s nothing compared to these shots.  Later

Fall is an awful season, I’m so glad its over.   As with every year, each fall season that I don’t leave the country my accomplishments consist of driving my self crazy over tedium, and boredom.  The skiing has been pretty good the last couple of weeks though, and I’ve been feeling better, but today was absolutely fantastic, I feel like I got put back on my medicine.  I went up to Goldpan with Andy this morning, and enjoyed a nice ridge walk along Magnum with the Viking before dropping in to Superbowl.  Some other folks had beat us up there, but no one had skied the line I was planning on taking, so it was all good.  A little wind affected up top, but absolute pow down bellow.  I didn’t ski so well, as I’m not really in shape yet and embarassingly my legs were gassed halfway down.  From there, Andy and I headed up Cornbiscuit and skied the corner-pocket chute before bushwhacking our way back to the road.  Our run down Superbowl has had me in a permagrin since I got to the bottom.  After last years horrible season it felt so so nice to finally ski something steep and interesting. Video bellow.

I’ve just gotten back to Anchorage from Hope, where I’ve spent the last five days while staying at Seany B, Kyle and Matt’s log cabin.  We’ve done quite a bit of reading, eating, and chopping wood, but most of our time has been spent skiing.  Since Friday it’s been getting progressively more clear to imitate the day to day lengthening of our daylight.  It’s cold again (the Subaru took 15 minutes to start this morning) and the snow has turned to white silk.  The skiing has been awesome since Saturday.  The photo above is from Superbowl yesterday.  And the photo bellow is Seany B a couple of minutes later.  You’d be correct to assume we are all very happy.

 I would like to elaborate further but I’m getting ready to head out again.  I’ve only been home an hour, but I think I’m going to head south with Graham and enjoy skiing under sunshine.  I may get to writing it tonight, but again I’m kind of tired.  And then again there is always the risk that today’s events could overwhelm my memory;  turning the post into something akin to my worst homebrews, where I’d attempt to pack so much in that it became muddy and one couldn’t taste a thing.  We will see.

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