“Let’s ski this bitch”
Many years ago I was skiing at Copper Mountain in Colorado with my youngest brother, Mike. He was about 16 at the time. We took the chair lift up to the top of the mountain. The trail to the right was an intermediate hill; to the left was an EXPERT ONLY double black diamond hill. Joking, I went to the left and skied down about 10 feet (knowing that I could make my way back to the top after the joke was over). I looked up at Mike and said “Come on Mike”. He stared at me in disbelief and then all of a sudden he lowered his goggles over his eyes and looked right at me and said “OK, let’s ski this bitch” and down he went. That was the last thing that I expected. I can’t remember what was more terrifying…the trip down the mountain or the steep chairlift ride back up to the top but I do remember that we laughed all the way and still laugh to this day. What a great spirit he’s always had.
It is with that same spirit that I surrender myself to this process. This next ten weeks is sure to test my spirit, but I am up for the challenge so look out – when it comes to outdoor sports and strong willed spirits us Norwegian’s don’t mess around!!