"Snowbound, The Great Winter catastrophe of 2007"

[haines]

I was riding on top of my carriage and my horses were pulling a long while and began to neigh. I began to notice something in the air. Then it began with each drop of downy flake as snow filled the air. My horse stopped a bit and thought it was weird because they had hours to go before they slept---I mean I sleep. Never the less the horses were slightly confused. Well in my carriage was a nice set of boards I got from this norwegion named Howelson. I took the skiiis, laced them on my boots and thought I'd check out this downy flake. Swoosh, Swoosh go the skiis



Yes these are the things one does in 1907

I'm back let the darts fly!

Suggested reading

North of Boston
Robert Frost

 

[haines]

What do you think is the First Eastcoast Mtn to go belly up?

1. Wildcat
2. Sugarbush
3. Mad River
4 Cannon Mtn
5 Suicide Six
6 Black Mtn
7 Mt. Cranmore
8. Tenny Mtn

 

[highpeaksdrifter]

I I'm back let the darts fly!

Cool, but I never knew you came and went.

 

[ctenidae]

Bulwer-Lytton would be so proud.

 

[Birdman829]

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[Greg]

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Don't worry about. The return of haines's whacky posts means just one thing - that the season is almost here!

 

[thetrailboss]

haines:

If you're going to quote Frost, quote him and don't murder the text.

The text which inspired your post: :wink:

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

 

[Marc]

Beans, beans, a musical fruit...

 

[thetrailboss]

1. Wildcat
2. Sugarbush
3. Mad River
4 Cannon Mtn
5 Suicide Six
6 Black Mtn
7 Mt. Cranmore
8. Tenny Mtn

Which one will go Belly Up...that's a lovely thought :roll:

 

[BeanoNYC]

Beans, beans, a musical fruit...

Somebody rang?

 

[Birdman829]

haines:

If you're going to quote Frost, quote him and don't murder the text.

The text which inspired your post: :wink:

Actually if my memory serves me correctly the Frost poem he was trying to quote is "Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening". The downy flake bit was the giveaway for me. So here ya go

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

 

[thetrailboss]

Actually if my memory serves me correctly the Frost poem he was trying to quote is "Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening". The downy flake bit was the giveaway for me. So here ya go

Ahhh, yes. That would be it :wink: It has been a while since I've read Frost.

 

[Lostone]

Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening

I was skiing Snowball at Sugarbush.

I looked in, and found Eden had lots of fresh snow.

I don't like to ski woods, even woods trails by myself. There was a couple standing there, in Eden, looking down the slope.

I skied up to them. and said
" The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,"

The woman said to me " And miles to go before I sleep,"

I turned and skied away, knowing that they would be watching me the whole time I was there.

Later that day, I ran into them again. They told me that, the night before, they had gone to a Frost reading. :lol:

How could I not remember this, when seing the poem? :grin:

 

[haines]

I stand with resolve looking off the peak

with my knees beginning to creak

(30 Mins later)

that It was snow that I seek

(15 minites later)

So when a flake did fly

(5 minutes later)

Ah Sh**