Back to civilization (Bonita Springs, Florida)and the Internet.
So I'm in Colorado skiing and decide to go to the top of the mountain. There's often a sissy way out, so you don't have to take the double blacks down. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I didn't even take the sissy way down. The lift drops you off at 12,850 feet, which isn't quite the summit. The summit is another 150 foot up. All those youngsters making the pilgrimage to the top to get the last few feet of the mountain and the straight drop in. Look at them. Nuts right?
So I hear this voice (no jokes Average Joes) and I get this brilliant Idea. I'm not getting any younger and my bone density isn't going to improve from this point forward. Heck, I'm half gray hair already. Maybe I should try this before it's too late. I'm not getting any younger, right? This would be a fine opportunity for anyone that was with me to say, "Act your age, not your shoe size". I heard a mumble, "Maybe this isn't such a good idea". MAYBE .... there was a chance it was a good idea, too.
Jump in now and worry about how deep it is later. I did it. I stuck my feet in the icy toe holes and climbed up with my skis over my shoulder. My lungs were on fire. I'm use to about 3 foot above sea level. After about a 20 minute rest at the top and a good look at the awesome 360 view. I did it! I realized the moment I went over the edge it was a bad idea. I got super lucky. I stayed on my feet. No wipe outs. No injuries. I'm so glad my parents don't use the Internet. :)
- From The Top.
- From The Bottom.
- The Crowd Doing The Wave For The Old Chic!
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