Tuesday, January 27, 2009
The Sine Curve of the Ski Hill
If you haven't noticed already, I love skiing, x-country skiing. That means gliding through the country side under my own power, no lifts, no tows, no fees, and no line-ups.
You may think x-country is for those of us that like life in the slow lane, and maybe I'm one of them but for me the highlights are always the hills. The big ones, the ones that when conditions are right you can pick up some real speed and feel the wind rip through your hair. The ones that are smooth and hard and packed enough to make your skis rattle with the sound of an Olympic bobsled run, and the curvaceous ones that challenge you to weave between the trees and catch a wee bit of air on the last bump. I love these hills. They give me moments of perfection, mind and body in sync performing with precision (trust me, any lack of precision ends in a face plant); a good fast run is a feat that is formed from the accumulation of years of experience. And of course, one can never forget, you've got to climb them first (yes, I think there is a lesson in that).
For last years take on the exact same subject try Whoo Hoo!!!
Image: Aargh, I lost (hopefully just misplaced) the aceo I made, eek! So here's my doodle diary; the roughie will have to do.