Category Archives: Ski Stories

VW Bus — Chapter 1

[Envisioned as the first chapter of the second section of the memoir of Cheryl & Al’s Early Days] “Right. You can tell the year of your bus by its color.” The salesman at Marina VW took another drag on his cigarette and … Continue reading

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Road Trip — IV

[Concluded] Apparently Jim smiled all the time because he was stoned all the time. Who wouldn’t be with the world wired like he had it? As I’d never tried skiing stoned before (and don’t smoke cigarettes), he had to show … Continue reading

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Road Trip – III

[Part Three of Four] The excitement of our gas scare had fully revived Dave, and he offered to drive. “Which way?” he said. “Just follow 93 until we get to Baldy – it’ll be on your left when we reach … Continue reading

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Road Trip — II

Learning took time; four years in medical school, and another four in training at a hospital. Oh, they let us out now and then, blinking and coughing in the LA sun. And every free day (what few there were), I’d … Continue reading

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Road Trip — I

I’m perusing some of my old writing, looking for additional material for a memoir-ish book I’m working on. This story, written circa 1985-90, carries its own preface. I’m breaking it into 3 or four parts, lightly edited… [Ed. note: This … Continue reading

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Gondola Stories – I

The mid-day sun warms up a gondola cage, even on a cold day in January. Skiers fresh from the shuss down Little Nell, then removing skis, carrying them up to the loading dock, and hoisting them into those racks on … Continue reading

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Chair Lift Stories II

I slid into the Sheer Bliss corral, turned around, and saw Cheryl right behind me. We edged forward, merging with the small clot of skiers heading towards the lift. A younger couple was moving up on our left. The guy … Continue reading

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Chair Lift Stories

I’m doing laps in the Cirque. First a warm-up on the Big Burn corduroy in Dallas Freeway and Whispering Jesse, then give it a go down AMF through Rock Island. With all the snow this January, the ski patrol has … Continue reading

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