I've always loved winter. Sledding. Snowmen. Snowball fights. The silence of a snowy woods...
But I've never understood the allure of strapping boards to one's feet and hurling oneself off of a mountain. That is to say, downhill skiing.
Please understand, it's not for lack of trying. It might, however, be a lack of coordination on my part. And, perhaps, some scars I acquired on my first attempt.
