Another early morning slog with the crew: Jun, Je10, Scott and I. I was tempted to bail since we got a fair amount of snow in Fruit Heights, but figured I needed to get myself downtown for work anyway, so I might as well avoid all of the traffic headaches. Started from the capitol and it was snowing and windy. The snow just pelted our faces until we were able to make it to the cover the trees provided on the trail. The BST wasn't too bad, once we got up on the ridge though, it became a lot harder for me to keep up. Those three were just scampering along the top of the snow, while I seemed to break through with every step. I was able to mostly catch up by the base of the second twin, where we all hung out for a couple of minutes once on top. The way down was more of the same - running downhill never knowing when you'll have a good foothold or whether you will sink thigh deep, but we plodded along, laughing and complaining all in the same breath. I watched Craig try to save himself from falling, but ended up running parallel to the ground, arms flailing, for about another 20 feet before finally succumbing to gravity and faceplanting just as we were approaching a group of skiers. We laughed and continued on as they looked at us with a bid of wonder (and maybe a little awe...we'd like to think so anyway). Cruised on down the rest of the way and then I had to rush off to a meeting. The funny part is, as stupid and ridiculous as most of our runs seem to be, and despite all of the complaining, I really do enjoy it. |