Another early season day on the ski slopes. With no grooming and an overnight freeze the surface was very firm and rough. After several runs my feet felt like they were vigorously massaged from the vibrations in travelling over undulations of the surface. No matter how carefully I edged, I was not able to hold the skis in a comfortable traverse with limited side slip. I guess the expert racers would have loved this very fast surface. This kind of day calls for an occasional halt on each run and diversion of attention to other things. (And a long coffee break to read the morning paper).
In the last few months I have routinely carried my camera with me. This has helped me to be more observant of my surroundings. Perhaps I have a latent bent to look at things with the eye of an artist. I have become intrigued with shadows. So today when I took one of my breaks on the hill I had a chance to commune with my own shadow as well as the sun and shade on the slope. (It doesn't take much to amuse me).
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| Me and My Shadow |
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| Shadows on the Slope |
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