The great American Founding Father Thomas Paine said, "These are the times that try men's souls..." . That is how I felt standing in the shade, staring down a 1500 foot slope of recently frozen snow that had been nice and soft in the sun, not more than 30 minutes before. My edge-less fat backcountry rock skis were going to be of little assistance on this ass-crappy (technical ski term) boiler plate of a ski run. All I needed was some great gloves to get me through (and my awesome skiing skill).
I am writing this blog post, so as you can see, I made it out alive... but it wasn't pretty for the other folks and who knows, the ski patrol probably had their hands full on their final sweeps.
