The injured ski

This past weekend Park City opened up Thaynes, my favorite place to ski in all of Park City, if it were not for its antiquated and slow double chairlift! This prompted me to go and enjoy two fabulous short late afternoon skiing sessions. 

I was pleased with the conditions and my skiing at age 78. I always considered Thaynes the best place to ski in Park City during the early season and always said: “There’s absolutely no rock on that demanding hill!” 

This was true until, on Sunday, during my last descent when I hit what Trump would have called a “Nasty and Low IQ rock” that cut and dug a deep groove and left a long and thick shaving on my right ski.

As soon as I left to rejoin the base of the resort on groomed runs, I felt the ski had become uncontrollable. As that dangling shaving was wrapping itself along the steel edge, the right ski ceased to respond on the icy man-made snow.

It got better on the last half-mile that had turned to slush, and when I took off my skis next to my car, I was able to assess the damage. This gave me something to work on the following Monday!