So, the 2011-2012 snow season comes to a crashing halt, and when I say crashing I am being personal and literal.
I skied last Saturday at Ski Brule and the temps were very balmy with temperatures in the 70° F range. In fact, I was going in to cool down! Think the snow was bad?
Surprisingly, no, I found the snow to be in good (but soft) shape. I had waxed up with some Swix CH10 and I found plenty relatively untracked and firm snow at the sides of the trails, made for some fun fun skiing.
However, it all came to a crashing halt on my second run down Big Bear. I was cruising the side keeping tight to the fall line and all was well. I got to the bottom on the flats and took a left tack across the run and started a right turn to ride up to the lodge. My speed was around 40-45 mph when time slowed down — yes I started to crash. I don’t know why, but all of a sudden I was tumbling on the snow, a ski released, poles were left behind, my cap came off, my right sunglass lens was snow covered, and I came to a halt.
I knew I hit the snow hard, my left side told me so, but all else seemed well. I raised my arm (we use that as an all-okay indication following a waterski crash) and removed my remaining ski. I then decided I needed to get some air.
That was not happening! I could exhale, but not inhale! After a couple more attempts increasing my concentration each time, I finally managed to inhale. I don’t know how long that was, but I suppose it was a five second episode or so.
I collected my yard sale, trudged back up to the main lodge and called it a day. The next day I was sore and hurting and then the weather brought the ski season to a halt.