Monday, September 25, 2017

Anticipation and Geezerhood

  As October approaches, thoughts shift to anticipation of the coming ski season.  While enjoying this unusually warm summery late September, I a beginning to speculate on the nature of the coming winter.   Will we have another bust like last year or will things return to a more normal season.  One can only hope that global warming will not spoil our hopes.   Meanwhile we can enjoy a splendid display of tree colors, bask in the warm days and comfortably play more tennis.
  In geezerhood one wonders how many more ski seasons the body will tolerate.   Perhaps one of the markers of advanced age(geezerhood)  is the size of the medical file in your file cabinet.   I noticed today as I received my Medicare summary for most of the past year and deposited it in my file cabinet that the medical file takes up almost as much space as all the other files.   And for the most part I have been active and mostly healthy!   I guess the bottom is keeping on the move!  Thankfully, I am blessed with both Medicare and other supplemental insurance.   May all U.S.  citizens be so fortunate.
    Now back to anticipation of the coming ski season.  The skis are waxed and prepped and there is a supply of hand warmers. Unused equipment is up for sale at the Greek Peak Ski Club event the second weekend an October.   We are in the mode of downsizing and minimizing our worldly goods so any redundant ski gear is on the way out.   Anyone looking for older technlogy skis?
     The Farmer's Almanac says we are to have a mild winter, but I am beginning my snow dance the first of October.  This old farmer boy is going to deny any rumors from the Farmer's Almanac.
    Now is the time to get all those fall chores done.  No time in the winter for domestic chores except good old snow blowing and shoveling.   Living in the now is great, but anticipation and hope for the future is inspiring too.

Saturday, April 8, 2017


Now that ski season is over I am motivated to spend some time with my blog.  I guess it was such a sketchy season I was at a loss for worthy comments.   Here is the irony of this season.  
   As I write this morning I can look out the window and see a couple of inches of snow on the ground and a snow shower in progress.   Ridiculous!   The ski areas are closed, my skis are on the way to storage,  ski clothing has been washed and cleaned and the inside of my helmet sprayed with Febreeze.    (How else does one maintain a good smelling helmet?)   Here is my attitude about this new snowfall.
"If I can't ski on it, I don't want it".   Also an irony that I had my snow tires replace with all weather tires yesterday.  
   So where do we find pleasure in the off season?   Many geezers are golfers or fishermen or both.   My pleasure is the outdoor tennis season with my wife.   We enjoy daily tennis time whenever the weather permits.   A special bonding time after she has been a ski widow from December through March.   
    Post season is also a time to be attentive to delayed chores,  landscaping, mowing and household fix ups.   Visits to the Cornell campus and with the students I advise on their curriculum and  independent study  also takes up some days as well.  
    Finally, for some geezers it is time to search for new equipment for the next season.   Feeling good about helping a friend with skis and bindings selection.   Geezer skiers are probably the best experts to help fellow geezer skiers!

Saturday, January 28, 2017

Another Sketchy Season

    Although we had a relatively encouraging start of the 2016-2017 ski season in our area,  unfortunately we have been in an up and down cycle in December and January.   Almost every week one day a week there has been no skiing.  Periods of rain have been ruinous.  The only good news  is that it hasn't been a total disaster.   Two seasons in a row with sketchy conditions are discouraging for both the skiers and ski business.   I suspect the casual skier is likely to give up or perhaps spend their money at ski areas farther North.
    This Saturday I completed five days in a row skiing.   Monday was a rain out, but starting Tuesday things started improving.  By today the conditions had significantly improved.   Even possible to find a few inches of first tracks snow.   The inveterate geezer crowd has been somewhat scarce at Greek Peak.   However for those of us that are there we manage to enjoy what we have.   And coffee breaks are always interesting.  Jokes, stories and friendly arguments stimulate our ancient souls.   Lets hope February brings a big dump of snow.

Monday, January 2, 2017

Sounds of Skiing

  Preface:  For Christmas my daughter Victoria gave me the book with the title The Sound Book by Trevor Cox an acoustic engineer.   Just the prologue has inspired me to carefully listen to all sounds.   The activity of skiing produces a plethora of sounds.  The  blank verse poem below is the result.  Readers, add to the list in your comments.

The ski locker goes bang.
Booting up produces the buckles snap and a boot bangs to set the heel.
(Geezers bending over let out grunts).
( And maybe other more gross sounds).

Boots squeak on the subzero snow.
A whop, whop as the skis are dropped onto the snow.
A click, click as the boots enter the bindings.

Background conversation and greetings in the lift line.
Hum from the lift.
Bang, bang on the seats to remove the snow.

The chair slaps at the back of your legs.
Down comes the safety bar with a thud.
Wind whistles a greeting too.

Snow makers roar.
Or the new falling snow or sleet whispers a greeting on your coat.
Lift cables and pulleys purr their symphony.

The unloading ramp chirps as you slide off.
Poles give a unique tap, tap.

Carving skis create a swish, swish sound of contentment.
Sliding skis are more raucous with a scraping sound.

Slalom racers punch the course poles -  whack, whack, whack.
Race fans whoop for their favorite contestant.

And ending the day more locker room sounds.
And best of all the tired and contented sounds of a day well spent.