ski ya!

Sunlight mountain is reporting four new inches of snow at five thirty this morning, and it's still coming down. The storm should last through monday evening, if the weathermen are right. Sometimes they get it, sometimes they miss by miles. With over a million calculations done by computers per forecast, I guess we have to give them some slack when they miss and a little props when they're right. So, I'm sitting here naked blogging while my wife and I get ready to go hit the slopes, it's sure to be a great day.
Yesterday was good, too. With only one inch new reported, the skiing was still well worth the twenty minute drive from my front door to the hill. I also have twenty-four hours after it stops snowing to get the snow removed from the properties I'm paid to shovel in New Castle. I now look at powder day as not only that, but as money days. I go in the mornings and do the snow removal for the nineteen homes and eight community mailboxes, and still make it to Sunlight for the last few runs of the day. Not to mention, I need the exercise.
I'm still hoping to get some new skis pretty soon, but it depends on how much work I get. I know this next week I'll get at least twenty hours, and that pays pretty good. I still wonder how my last job did their taxes, I work half as much and take home nearly as much with a slightly lower hourly wage. I'm thinkin' those dudes are crooked, actually know it. Oh, well, someday their uppins will come. Life has a way of working out in the end, we all end up where we belong, and get what we deserve, good or bad.
Well, I'd better put one some clothes, eat some breakfast, have a little coffee, give my skis a look over. I've got to check if I have a couple of rivets to fix my boot buckle, but I think the nails I jerry rigged will hold another day. Ski ya!

the gj on saturday

I've been talking to some friends and methinks there shall be a heck of a session comin' up this saturday the 5th in Grand Junction. We'll be headin' down saturday and setting up a big hit at an undisclosed location for a super session with a grip of good to great riders. I'm thinking I'll take my bikes, my shovels, the shovels that the company I work for has, some 2x6's and some plywood. This way we're sure to have a solid lip to launch us skyward in search of that satisfying feel of arial splendor. With some of the riders that will be there it's sure to be a show, so we'll have at least one photographer there and a few video cameras rolling. If anyone reads this, come on out!!
I guess I'd better add some beer to the list, and some meat to burn over a fire to satiate my carnivorous lust. At the old school sessions of Fruita there was always a pallet fire, often times leading to a dare to jump over said fire, so you never can tell what will happen. I'm sure it'll be rad.
If you're in the neighborhood, hit me up, we have room for ya.