A moderate-sized storm had just hit the area and information about the high alpine was hard to come by. Many of our wonderful information services don’t start operating until the opening of the ski area. Local rumor was that the storm had dropped more snow than expected especially above 5000 ft. Sometimes in life it is best to gather your own data! So I headed out to the road to hitch-hike up to the hill. It really felt like the first day of the season and I was on a high of joyous emotions. I savored the walk out to the road trying to take it all in! Who would pick me up today?
The answer came in the form of a monster truck, the only monster truck to ever pick me up hitch-hiking! I had to use both hands and pull myself up into the back seat. Jason, the driver, and his family, were heading up to go sledding. The road was nasty and I was happy to be in a big safe truck. The daughters in the back seat sang Christmas tunes and I was filled with loving holiday feelings as I headed out into the snowy haze.
|No rocks on the cat tracks!|
Needless to say I was not the happiest with myself afterwards, but decided to stay positive and learn from the experience. A great lesson learned on the importance of controlling the preseason excitement. My dinged shoulder will remind me tomorrow to slow down and just have fun! Special thanks to Rusty Buchanan for the ride home in his trusty rig.