Utah part 2

We skied Park City and The Canyons the first weekend with Ed and Pat. Tracey joined us on Sunday at the Canyons. Our friend Nora was skiing Park City with her kids, so we saw her after we skied. Her kids were taking terrain park lessons. It was actually in the low 50s on the slopes, but the snow stayed good (no slush). Mike and Ed developed a new Olympic sport, Synchronized Snowboarding. It was sunny without any clouds, just great western ski weather. My knee swelled, but it stayed under control. It was really fun to get Pat out in the Champagne powder after bugging him all of these years. I think he may come back. We need to get Lhes and Joshua up on the slopes next year! Taking Pat to the airport was a good excuse to rest my puffy knee. We discovered they sell potent beer in Mormon country, and we enjoyed its effects combined with the altitude. I think my head is still floating. I am still looking for Homer Simpson's favorite run, the Colostmizer. I found Ann and Kevin's run, Shamus (sorry about the spelling).

I had an embarrassing moment on a chairlift on Sunday. Mike, Ed, Pat and I kept lining up in a certain order, even though it really does not matter. We loaded on a chair in a new order, and we all joked about it on the way up. When we came off the lift, suddenly my leg was caught up on side and almost got stuck in equipment. I ended up taking the chair around the corner and hitting the safety bar. It stopped around the corner on the chair about 5 feet off of the ground. The lift operator had to take off my skis, and then he and Mike helped me down. It was so friggin'humiliating, and we should not have switched order! Ed almost got a picture of it. When I got down, his camera was finally ready and he asked me to get back up there. I assure you I know how to use a chairlift and I have no friggin' idea of what happened. I am glad that I did not rip my leg off!

Mike's parents arrived Monday, and we hit Park City again. Finally everyone was able to do some runs together at Park city after lunch. Mike broke his yellow glasses, so we had some fun with that. He still has them and plans to repair them. I did not know he loved those glasses so much.

These pics are at the Canyons on the Gondola, and in Park City. You can see why Mike is now "Helmut".