kingslug
Well-known member
I did one of the headwalls at Squaw last spring. The scariest part is standing up on top and worrying about it. I try to minimize my "getting scared time" (a trick I learned years ago when going to the dentist made me wet my pants). I will look long enough to scout out a line and a strategy and go. I've always gotten to the bottom and said, "that wasn't so bad." That fear though is a good thing to have - it instills respect and seriousness, such that my risks are always calculated, it's never a crapshoot.
More often, I get scared when I encounter something I didn't anticipate and only had a split second to make a plan. Still, that's what I like about skiing. I don't like boulevards that you can see straight shot down to the bottom - they are too predictable and "boring" for me.
I'm having a great time skiing at this point of my career - I know all the moves, not flawlessly, but good enough, and I have enough skiing "activities" that I can mix up what I do from day to day. I tend to go through phases - high speed carving, slalom racing, woods, etc. to either match the conditions, the company or my mood. Right now (or at least until last Sunday), it was powderhounding...
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Worst thing about Squaw is the "hidden' cliffs. they only mark them with a tiny sign about knee high, if that. I did like the fact that I got out of that situation, especialy when I found out that someone had died falling off the same one the day before. But I think that is entering the realm of the truly scary, which I could do without. Skiing huge steep bowls is more like it. Nothing like looking back up and going "damn, I did that"?
Then again there have been time when my wife cracks me with a good right hook after saying "I can't believe you got me into this"!!!!!!!