Wednesday, January 4, 2012


Crispy. Squeaky. Hard. Firm. Flat.

Really Fast.

Crisp, clear wind
on your bare face
beckoning you
to make bigger turns
to keep up with the boys
to go faster

So you do.

The wind howls in my ears
presses on my jacket
my skis in the snow
no wiggle, no shake

I push harder
compress into the burms
push out
pull in
absorb the speed from every roller

I go faster.

I don't think I've ever gone this fast on my teles.
I'm downhill mountain biking.
I'm in love.

I am in Love.
with the wind, the snow, the skiing.
I am in love...
with the mountain.

May You Find the Spirit of the Mountains Within You,

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