OK, you know they have your number. You wait and wait and wait some more but still your phone’s not ringing. Yeah, yeah, they say they’ll call you. Really? Your fair weather back country friends have ditched you once again! You know you are a good skier but the silence is shaking your confidence. What is wrong with you?!!!
Suddenly you have a revelation. The heavens part and the angels are singing. Visions of virgin powder fields dance in your head and you are the only one there to rejoice in it! Yes! You pinch yourself just to make sure you are still on this side of the mountain. No, you are on the other side of the mountain -the back country side of the mountain. It’s your own bottomless sparkling diamond mine. Spontaneous shouts of hallelujah and eat my crystal dust burst from your lips. Blessed assurance! All of your silent phone demons are forever vanquished!
To heck with those guys! Now you know that the selfish pigs wanted it all for themselves. What kind of friends are those anyway? (See Powder Day Rule exclusions)
So, here’s a toast to my mountain diva friend D. You know who you are. Go ahead and school those boys while you’re out there gettin’ summ! And PLEASE! Next time take an angel buddy with you. You can fly a lot safer with an extra set of wings nearby!
The Circus