Skiing in Brianhead

Wow! What a great weekend. I had such a blast. I'm not sure that words or pictures will do justice to my awesome weekend, but I'll give it a try.

First off, I didn't break anything so that's a plus. I have only been skiing once in my life and that was when I was in middle school, so that was a long long time ago. I chose not to take a lesson this time, and just rented skis and got right on the slopes. Tim was nice enough to give me a couple of pointers...



He kind of looks like Rod Stewart doesn't he?

Well, he was a great teacher. I started off on the bunny slopes. I fell a few times and it wasn't a big deal. The hardest part was getting off the chair lift. You sort of have to hop off a little bit and get out of the way so that the next chair doesn't hit you. After a few runs down the bunny slopes, I moved up to the intermediate slopes. I got some more confidence and started going faster. I even made it down a few times without falling. SWEET! I was flying down that slope and it was awesome.

I spent most of the day with A.J. She's great. I got to know her pretty well this weekend...



Devan and A.J.



Anyway, we had time for one more run before the relay race and the jump contest, so I decided to go up higher on the mountain with the big boys. I felt pretty confident and I thought I was hitting another intermediate run - I was under the impression that it was just a little harder than than the run I'd been doing all day.
I was WRONG.

So, we get on this other lift and head up the mountain. Were going up and up and up and.......... up farther. I'm like "how high is this lift going to take us?". I didn't realize I was going all the way to the top of the freaking mountain. DAMN! I get off that lift and there's a sign that says Elevation 11,000 feet. HOLY SHIT!!! What have I gotten myself into? Most of the guys get right off the lift and head on down the mountain, while I stand there and start freaking out. I didn't think I was going to make it down and everything I had learned flew right out the window. Thank god these two guys that I barely even know stuck it out with me and talked me down. Not only did they talk me down, but they grabbed my skiis from across the cliff a few times when I fell, and they picked up my poles when I tumbled and they helped up when I rolled. They kept my spirits up and helped me down little by little. It must have taken me about 45 minutes to get down that damn mountain. Good times. hehe Oh well, I bit off a little more than I could chew, but at least I can say I did it and next time maybe I'll won't be as scared.

This is Jordan (on the left) - he's one of the guys that saved my life. He also ran the advanced leg of the relay race and took first place!





This is Glen and his wife. Glen is the other guy that saved my life. I'm forever grateful to these two!



Shelly, Angela and me - they are the ones that hooked me up with the trip!





After skiing all day we had a great dinner and they had an award ceremony for the winners.


These are the winners are the jump contest. Phil (in the middle) took the gold!




These guys drove out to hangout with us from California...




Vanessa (on the right) and her friends traveled to Utah from Fargo, North Dakota to ski for the very first time!!! Yes, I know people from Fargo now.



This is Devan and I. What a cutie! If only I was ten years younger...




I stayed up with this crew until 4:30 in the morning playing Catchphrase. Oh my god that is a fun game.




All in all the weekend was a blast and Utah is gorgeous even though there were polygamists compounds all over the place. Makes me miss Big Love - hopefully the second season will start soon.