I’m sorry but it was simply too cold (17 degrees before wind chill) during Sunday’s visit to Mount Peter to experience any concept of enjoyment. Biting, jagged-steel cold exacerbated by gusty breezes…later.
We went tubing down semi-steep slopes. My tube was a subdued orange color, and that in itself was a problem. Neurotic on my part, but generally true.
Just before pushing off a 17-year-old slope monitor told me to park my butt on the edge of my tube and not in the center of it — advice I didn’t like and therefore ignored.
Halfway down the slope the tube whirled around and I was suddenly speeding backwards at 25 mph or thereabouts, unable to see what was coming. Exhilaration + potential collision = EDGLRD!
I’m glad we went but next time the temps need to be in the 30s or at least the high 20s, and no wind.
I’m not a fan of crab-apple green either..
