Riding the Jet Triple Chair late afternoon, I asked aloud “why did I ever leave Jay?” Jay became routine. I had become a powder princess; loosing my edge. New areas I had never skied beckoned for exploration. I became a wanderer–visiting new areas and revisiting areas that I skied so long ago they felt new. My explorations were as fruitful as any novel experience. But they also gave me perspective on what I was missing… on what I turned away from for far too long.

Dropping into the Jay sidecountry was sublime. It all came flooding back to me—the many incredible untracked powder days past; the beauty of the widely spaced hard woods. Today was not the deepest by far but it was just as exciting and euphoric. I stopped and hollered; laughing hysterically with joy and amazement.

It was all the more special to share these experiences with my fellow blogging friends—who were equally blown away by the skiing. Harvey’s perspective that experiences common place to me are peak experiences for him weighs heavy on my mind. Such experiences should never be taken for granted. No matter how many times such things are experienced, they should never become thought of as common place.