Skiing for enjoyment, not gaudy statistics
Thank you to Roger Marolt for his insightful and complimentary column about Snowmass in the March 29 Aspen Times (“Why Snowmass leaves me feeling flat”).
Roger, you and your brothers are fortunate to have grown up skiing. You had a strong father who instilled in you a passion for the sport, and skiing has been good to your family.
One might think that by now you would realize there can be more to the sport than just vertical feet, up and down, turn left, turn right. Does your watch tell you how many turns you made in 6,200 vertical feet per hour? My watch tells me the time, even the date. But sometimes I’m not so sure about the year.
Why are you so hung up on numbers? Maybe it has something to do with being an accountant.
I love those people who say “I only ski Aspen Mountain.” Good for you. Please stay there. To some, there is an unknown world past the roundabout.
You are smarter than I am, Roger, as are most sixth-graders. You are also younger and an infinitely better skier. Perhaps therein lies the difference in perspective.
I can still find fun and challenge on Snowmass. Rocks in Possible Gully? My, how unthinkable. I wonder how it got its name. I thought you were supposed to avoid the rocks.
And I can still get lost on Snowmass. There are places with no sight nor sound of humans or lifts. Just snow and the forest, and the breeze in the trees. Maybe the chatter of a squirrel. And the true sounds of silence.
But I can find my way home. And I don’t have to count a damn thing.