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Collingwood 01
Dec. 27th, 2010 01:39 pmBam! Day 01 of Collingwood, here we come.
Today was a day of firsts: The first run of the season (!!) was down Tranquility*, which is - ahem - right outside our front door (well, the front door of the Weider Lodge, which is where we're staying this year. I love and wholeheartedly miss Cranberry Surf, but Grandma and stairs are taking a break from each other right now). It was fantastic! I was a bit worried about just jumping right into it after not having skiied for a year, but once you get started, really, there's nothing like it. God, everything about the first run was amazing; from the snap! of boots into bindings (my favourite sound in the world), to the heady rush of wind and the feeling like flying as I carved through the snow. We were early enough to get first tracks, which, just, fuck yeah!
(Every year, I try to encapsulate Collingwood and skiing and all that that means to me in a post. I still can't find the words, but I hope someday they come, because I want to be able to translate this awesome feeling and share it wih everyone.)
Today also marked the first wipe out of the season - mine, natch. How typical that only after David and I get to the bottom of Calamity Lane, a double-black wih special warning signs that say "CAUTION: Expert Skiers Only!" - only after skiing down that do I wipe out careening over unseen moguls on a blue hill. Oy. I was coming off of Calamity, so I was going pretty fast across the hill, and I was thinking to myself "GDI why is this ground so bumpy?!". And then I hit a mogul, and BAM! Apparently it looked pretty spectacular, like I was "doing a front flip" to quote David. IDK all I remember is faceplanting into the snow, skidding for a good couple of meters and losing one ski. It was pretty sweet. ;p
The first lunch of the season (seriously, I love Collingwood, we eat so well here) was a turkey sandwich with mustard, OM NOM NOM NOM. I love Christmas leftovers. Now my breath smells like cheese (TMI! you say). But it was good cheese!
Now I can hear Spongebob (LOL I almost wrote "Spongeboob". #OH DEER, I find that funny OTL) from where David is watching tv in the other room. We will probably hit up the Village today, seeing as we're staying in the middle of it. That will be exciting. There might also be exercise time in the near future, depending on when Dad wakes up from his nap. And maybe I can sneak away to a Starbucks to post this, because no way in hell am I paying for internet.
Other interesting moments of the day so far include trying to conjugate German verbs while hurtling downhill, and realizing I'm probably one of the only people who still refer to the twin hills of Sunrise and Cruiser as O-Hill because that's what they used to be called, damn it!
*Especially surprising because I can't remember the last time we skied this run. We usually skip it because it's always so damn busy. But not today!
Today was a day of firsts: The first run of the season (!!) was down Tranquility*, which is - ahem - right outside our front door (well, the front door of the Weider Lodge, which is where we're staying this year. I love and wholeheartedly miss Cranberry Surf, but Grandma and stairs are taking a break from each other right now). It was fantastic! I was a bit worried about just jumping right into it after not having skiied for a year, but once you get started, really, there's nothing like it. God, everything about the first run was amazing; from the snap! of boots into bindings (my favourite sound in the world), to the heady rush of wind and the feeling like flying as I carved through the snow. We were early enough to get first tracks, which, just, fuck yeah!
(Every year, I try to encapsulate Collingwood and skiing and all that that means to me in a post. I still can't find the words, but I hope someday they come, because I want to be able to translate this awesome feeling and share it wih everyone.)
Today also marked the first wipe out of the season - mine, natch. How typical that only after David and I get to the bottom of Calamity Lane, a double-black wih special warning signs that say "CAUTION: Expert Skiers Only!" - only after skiing down that do I wipe out careening over unseen moguls on a blue hill. Oy. I was coming off of Calamity, so I was going pretty fast across the hill, and I was thinking to myself "GDI why is this ground so bumpy?!". And then I hit a mogul, and BAM! Apparently it looked pretty spectacular, like I was "doing a front flip" to quote David. IDK all I remember is faceplanting into the snow, skidding for a good couple of meters and losing one ski. It was pretty sweet. ;p
The first lunch of the season (seriously, I love Collingwood, we eat so well here) was a turkey sandwich with mustard, OM NOM NOM NOM. I love Christmas leftovers. Now my breath smells like cheese (TMI! you say). But it was good cheese!
Now I can hear Spongebob (LOL I almost wrote "Spongeboob". #OH DEER, I find that funny OTL) from where David is watching tv in the other room. We will probably hit up the Village today, seeing as we're staying in the middle of it. That will be exciting. There might also be exercise time in the near future, depending on when Dad wakes up from his nap. And maybe I can sneak away to a Starbucks to post this, because no way in hell am I paying for internet.
Other interesting moments of the day so far include trying to conjugate German verbs while hurtling downhill, and realizing I'm probably one of the only people who still refer to the twin hills of Sunrise and Cruiser as O-Hill because that's what they used to be called, damn it!
*Especially surprising because I can't remember the last time we skied this run. We usually skip it because it's always so damn busy. But not today!
