Well, its over. Goodbye snow, goodbye mountains, goodbye 17 degree weather. Daniel, Brad and I are home from the annual ski trip and life is back to normal. The count down has begun for next year and I can not wait. There are just so many things that I want to talk about. So many stories, but I will get there in time. First off, let me start by talking about this guy in the silver car! I don't know what his problem was but for some reason he did not like me. I know what your thing, how could anyone not like me? This all took place when Brad, Daniel, and I were driving to Snowshoe to go skiing from my grandparents house. I was driving approx. 5 miles over the speed limit of 65 when out of no where this guy come flying up on my tail. He is within five feet from my car going 70 MPH. Needless to say this made me mad, however, me being the guy that I am pull over to the right lane to let this guy just pass on by. Well, he was not happy with that. Maybe he knew a guy from Florida once and didn't like him and he saw my license plate and decided to get revenge or something, IDK. So this guy floors his gas pedal and flys by me and then gets in front of me and slams on his breaks and goes UNDER THE SPEED LIMIT! What the crap did I do to this guy? Shortly after we turn off and he speeds on to annoy others with his rudeness.
This next story is one that is sad to tell. A tale of a Bro stabbing his Bros in the back while they have done nothing but teach their Bro how to ski. This was Daniels first time skiing. No big deal Brad and I have done it many times before and I would like to say we are quite good at it. We get on the slopes early, we run over the basic instructions on how to go, stop, slow down, and other things that we felt he needed to know. The first thing we teach him is how to snow plow. Its a simple method of toes together and heals out, and put you weight into the front to slow down and stop. The entire day Brad and I would coach Daniel on things that we thought he needed to do and I thought we were doing a good job at it. Well at one point in the afternoon it started to storm and they closed down the lifts and got everyone off the slopes. We were working with Daniel and helping him get down the slope (he still has not fully picked up the stopping thing) when an employee comes down and instructs us that we have to get moving off the mountain. Just looking at Daniel he can tell that it was his first time. The man gave him a 50% on a ski lesson (which was already over $100) and asked if we were teaching him. Daniel replies yes and then the guy asks if we have taught him how to snow plow. Daniel, knowing good and well that that's what we have been teaching him all day tells the guy no. The guy then proceeds to show Daniel how to do it and WORD FOR WORD tells Daniel the same thing that I have been telling him all day! He slowly began to pick up on it, but not before he gave Brad and I a great story to tell about our commitment to our Bros.
Brad and I are waiting at the bottom of a slope waiting for Daniel (which we had to do alot) and after about 10 min we see him come around a turn and start to head toward us. At this point Daniel has picked up a lot of speed and was quickly running out of room to stop. Brad and I watch as Daniel realizes that he can not stop so he falls expecting that to stop him, he was wrong. As we were watching, Daniel falls on the ground about 30 feet in front of us and starts to slide. Not only does Daniel slide the 30 feet to us, but another 10 feet past us.......over the side of the mountain. Immediately tearing our skis off, Brad and I rush toward the side of the mountain in an effort to save our Bro which has fallen completely out of sight. Before we could even get a look at how far down it was, Brad and I were both on our knees sliding down the edge in our grand rescue attempt. Once we reached the bottom of the 10-12 foot Cliff we found Daniel laying there by the tree line holding his thumbs up in n effort to communicate that he was OK. Of course he was OK, but the point of this story is that Brad and I are, in every since of the word, Awesome.
And then Daniel tells us that he is a "visual learner" and needed to see the snow plow demonstrated. Did we not go over this with him?!?! Ah, the stab-ery!!
ReplyDeleteAs far as him going over the side. After the aforementioned tossing under the hypothetical ski instruction bus he deserved to go over the edge a little. I am not going to disagree at all that after our "grand rescue attempt" we are anything short of "Awesome!" A true bro goes over the side of the mountain when another bro slides off.
The countdown to next year has begun!! Let the tradition continue!