This pretty much sums up the demeanor of the entire trip. No sleep and a lack of oxygen from laughing...
One of the many shoots we tackled at Alta
Monday, March 12, 2007
Over twenty years in the making...
We have been talking about going out west skiing for over twenty years and the stars finally aligned this weekend to make that happen. Mark and I met up in Minneapolis on Thursday afternoon and caught our flight out to Salt Lake that evening. In classic Hanson fashion, we checked into our hotel and then proceeded to drive around for 15 minutes trying to find a place to grab dinner. Final destination...McDonald's right next door to our hotel...30 yards from the place we parked at the hotel.
The next morning, Mark and I headed up to Snowbird and proceeded to lace up our pink boots and walkers as we meandered down the hill like a couple of old ladies.
To make ourselves feel better about that, we made up the excuse that we were just saving our legs for the arrival of the "electric ape" who was scheduled to meet us at the Snowbird tram at 1:00 PM...his flight arrived 1.5 hours late, but the Pontiac G8 hit mach 2 on the way up the mountain and he was at the Snowbird tram 15 minutes behind schedule.
We got a picture of his better half.
Snowbird pretty much put us to bed that day. We ended the day exhausted, but still managed to go to Park City to grab dinner at a Mexican restaurant. We were up at 3:30 the next morning and the accompanying video captures the air better than words can do it justice.
Saturday's destination was Alta and we threw all caution into the wind. 6 - 8" of new snow and there wasn't a double black we didn't hit including "Alf's High Rustler" which we had to remove our skis to traverse across a rock ledge before we could get down into the top part of the run. From there it was straight down at a 45 for what must have been almost 1/8 mile. Needless to say it was an adrenaline rush like no other.
Speaking of adrenaline rush, how about the vat of chili we tried to consume at lunch.
The trip was amazing...beyond my expectations.
Thanks Hunts and Don. I could not have imagined a better time.
Thursday, March 01, 2007
Mayonaise jar and two cups of coffee...
A good friend forwarded this onto me today and I figured I would share.
A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.
The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full they agreed it was.
The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar . Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous "yes."
The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.
"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things- your God, family, your children, your health, your friends, and your favorite passions--things that if everything else was lost and only they remained your life would still be full.
The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, and your car. The sand is everything else -- the small stuff.
If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal."
Take care of the golf balls first -- the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand." One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented.
The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend."
A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.
The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full they agreed it was.
The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar . Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous "yes."
The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.
"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things- your God, family, your children, your health, your friends, and your favorite passions--things that if everything else was lost and only they remained your life would still be full.
The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, and your car. The sand is everything else -- the small stuff.
If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal."
Take care of the golf balls first -- the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand." One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented.
The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend."
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