We used to ski this run all the time.
Its the first thing I ever skied at this hill.
Big, mellow curving fall line, just steep enough to make fun turns in chopped up pow.
Decide when to drop left, leaning into the fall line.
Like I said, we used to ski this run all the time.
It used to be my go-to review ski lap.
When my partner and I first started dating, wed head up in the afternoon on pow days.
I know our exact cadence through that run so well.
I love that run, but its become a little routine, its lost a little of its shine.
So we took a lap.
But on the groomer I realize Im chasing someone, someone whos taking the same lines I always do.
Side hit, shifty, 180, carry speed into the bike jumps.
I follow him, maybe a hundred yards back, not sure he notices his shadow.
Hes back on the lift before my partner pops out.
On the cat track I see him pop out just ahead of me.
I pull over at the bottom and he skids up next to me.
That was sick chasing you!
Awesome, I had a blast shadowing you last lap!
Were skiing the same lap, wanna ride the chair!?
My partner pops out from her powder bonus lap.
How do you like the Whitewalkers?
chatting on the lift.
Everything is predictable, I have to push myself to break out of my rut, do anything different.
But this next lap everything is pushed up a notch.
We run train through the last jumps, whooping together.
Straight onto the next chair.
I dont know, Im not that great of a skier.
But sometimes it all clicks.
At its core, resort skiing tends to be a pretty individual sport.
You make turns for yourself.
I love putting in my headphones and just skiing for myself.
But sometimes having a teammate or two just makes it all better.
Sometimes sharing the experience elevates it.
Sometimes other skiers make the day better than you could have planned for.
