Why I love to telemark...

I love driving along roads frosted by soft pink snow... it's as though dawn took a giant highlighter and colored the whole earth


I love the thick breathing, warm fingertips and mental focus as I ascend -- one step at a time -- up the mountain


I love the free, floating sensation... I drop off a lip, a little air under my feet, my right knee dives foward, then springs back...In one swift motion I'm simultaneously propelled upwards and downwards



I love the views! Bold icy peaks, the tongue of the ocean, trees dressed up for halloween as ghosts, crumpled snow, a silent forest, swooping birds...


I love feeling tired at day's end... my whole body melts into itself with the certainty that today was a day well-lived



I love the inspiration I inevitably walk away with... somehow being "out there" puts into perspective what's "here"