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it’s a marshmallow world

As I sit here looking out from behind my nerdy writer glasses, all cosy and warm now in my old man  cardigan, safe and sound and on the ground I am seeing not what is here in front of me but up, up and away into another world. A marshmallow world where the mountains have been blanketed in the clouds confectionary. A powdery sugar that ‘almost’ disguises the jagged earth into seeming soft and sweet not raw and something to be massively respected. In all of Mother Natures force you better respect her because if you don’t follow her rules she will mess you up and bad. The bits that poke up into the wide blue sky are a sign. A sign to pay close attention to.

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I myself have never been so high except maybe on an airplane and I tell you no lies, it wasn’t easy to get there my friends. There are two ways to get here….helicopter or a ‘sled( riders lingo)’/snow mobile. The secret ingredients for such an adventure? A BFF who can plan such an amazing birthday outing.( I love you so much for arranging this Sharon) Two uber~ experienced outdoor friends( hugs to Tina and Pete, big time) that can ride a black gas powered stallion through “avi” zones and straight up, and off and down powdery cliffs . These two make it look easy and it surely is not an a simple task especially doubling a whole other full size human riding ‘princess’. Seriously, imagine the steepest hill on a roller~coaster and that is about what you are working with here. Flipping heart stopping.




I guess I had no inkling about where we were heading off to that day, until I got strapped with a beeper/locator thingy’ in case they have to find you…. like underneath tons and tons of snow. I had imagined going through trails and switchbacks, maybe a little picnic, mid apres’ ski beer, not up into orbit…. the best part, aside from the perma~ grin and jaw dropping awesomeness,  was being able to drive the black beast back home to safety on the trail.  Um, yes, and not dying that day. Those sleds have some serious power and I know for certain I was not even close to capacity in terms of speed, in fact I think I almost launched poor Tina off the back a couple times. Even with my Darth Vader hemet on I could hear her snorting with laughter.




I could ramble on and on about the beauty of being there, the adventure, the feeling of literally being on top of the world, the gratefulness of having great friends to laugh your ass off with, all of it, all of it and more, but I will just sit here with a goofy smile on my face and remember a day like no other.


oh, how could I leave out the apres ski? this is where it all gets a little goofy……




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