Shame

Dug accused me of thanked me for “shaming” him into going skiing this morning. The following is a transcript of our IM conversation yesterday.

mark: wanna go up BCC tomorrow?

dug: i do want to. i'll work toward that

mark: 5:35 at park n ride.

dug: you know, i think mill d is just gonna be tracked and bumped out. i'll just get on the trainer. if i had 4 hours to go somewhere interesting, i'd get up.

mark: what?

dug: what what?

mark: i don't believe what I'm reading. 12" of fresh yesterday and you're saying you're going to get on the trainer?

dug: no way there will be that kind of snow up mill d.

mark: brighton/solitude had storm totals of 18".

dug: keep talking.

mark: there'll be close to that up there.

dug: i'm listening.

mark: and there's lots of acreage and not enough heathens in this valley to track it out in one sunday.

you might have to cross someone's tracks, but it'll be a far cry from bumped out.

dug: we could peek over that low angle north westerly bowl on the other side of the ridge too i guess.

mark: yes we could. when we were making laps up there a couple saturdays ago, there were dozens of people in that one spot, and we still were finding clean lines top to bottom.

dug: almost thou persuadeth me to be a christian.

mark: well i'll be there at 5:35. If I see you, I see you. If I don't, I don't.

I’ll let dug speak for himself as to whether or not finding ankle deep powder two days after a storm was worthwhile, but the views were sure nice.