Friday, March 10, 2006
In Fernando Pessoa's "The Book of Disquiet," he speaks about his inner feelings. Pessoa says, "We never know self realization. We are two abysses - a well staring at the sky." I agree with Pessoa, in many ways I would say we are what surrounds us. I feel very fortunate to be out here on this voyage, it has been a taste of the depths of my well and a glimpse of a limitless sky. I would like to share my gratitude to everyone who is a part of my life and give thanks for all that is and make peace with what is not. I appreciate all who have helped me without my knowing and those of you that weather my shortcomings. You are all in my thoughts and I will make my best effort to forward your generousity to what comes before me.
Brighton Resort, Utah
This day was the best I have ever had on my board. I was greeted with waste deep powder and the road leading up the canyon closed an hour after I got there so no one could get in. I met some fellows one of which is an instructor and they took me on the ride of my life. The highlight was getting first tracks at the infamous "Rock Garden." I had a great lunch at Molly Greens and enjoyed some Wasatch beer.
Thursday, March 09, 2006
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
No Hanger 18?
Hanger 18 didn't show up, but some other dudes did. (watch for more to come on this)
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A poem about Idaho
I'm in Idaho, somewhere between Jackson Hole and Salt Lake City. Matted sky, spring muted greens and gold stretches of earth. Homesteads painted absently on small plots lain claim to by who knows who and where who knows when. Snow decorates more densely the higher the climb. And the road drags toward anywhere but right here and now. I wonder how these families survive out here and why here and not there or anywhere else? I notice the cows who appear to define boredom, slated to exist for the purpose of someone else's pleasure and bred away from a self directed life to one of confined survival. In many ways we are the cow and the farmer. I respect the farmer for his diligence in making use of the land so that citizens might spend their lives designated to other tasks in the advancement of our civilization - such as the drabble I propose to you now. The farmer provides. Obviously the cow has become unnecessary, but who will free the cow? Will the cow be slowly made obsolete - intentional endangerment? Will the cow find a new purpose, or after much fenceless grazing become domesticated without borders and return to the food cash hungry and all too soft to wander in freedom? What will happen to all species as humans explode in population? Shall we need to find a purpose for all creatures or will the charm of boundless nature stimulate us enough to set aside a habitat for those more fortunate and colourful? Idaho, a land where the mind may travel unobstructed to places beyond low shrub and rolling field.
Denver Airport
Looks as though I figured everything out for posting the photos. This is a shot of Denver airport, as I await my departure to Jackson Hole, Wyoming.
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
A Moose!
First day of my trip, first time at Jackson Hole, first run and what do I see?
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Monday, March 06, 2006
I have arrived
I arrived at about 10:00pm Sunday night night (mountain time) and checked in to a really nice room at the base of Jackson Hole. This morning I got up and did some Yoga then headed to the lobby and got a heads up on what to ride, the locals said that today I should get used to the mountain because they are calling for 4-6 inches tonight. It's beautiful and sunny right now, and I just finished a bowl of oatmeal. I have some photos but I'm having trouble uploading them. I'll try later on today to post some images from my first day. Thanks to everyone who has supported me in getting out here and making this happen!