Last day in Montana. How do I sum it up. Some light, some dark, some good some bad. I’ve skiied nine days in succession, mostly blues, some single blacks. Skiing has been uneventful. Beautiful, still sunshine days. Haven’t broken anything. Only snowed once and then only lightly, which is disappointing, but the windless conditions are a compensation. I don’t think I’ve ever experienced such a long run of sunny, still days on a ski resort before. Gradually getting quicker – did 68.9km/hour the other day on one run. Nothing like previous adventures. I suspect the double blacks are beyond me now but I’m glad just to be here. Knee hurts sometimes, especially if I’ve been on steep stuff and going hard. Never mind. This time last year I was in a wheelchair, so I’m not complaining.
I wore a neoprene knee brace today for the first time but I don’t think it made much difference.
Leave for Ketchum at Sun Valley, Idaho tomorrow for ten days. Interestingly, that’s where Ernst Hemingway went for the last years of his life and where he committed suicide. He was one of my great literary influences as a teenager so I’m going to pay my respects. He is buried in Ketchum, where he went to live after a long self imposed exile in Cuba. So it’s not all about skiing.
Chipmunks have been great here. One came and perched on my ski the other day while I was sitting high on the mountain contemplating the view. Super moment.
Looking forward to the drive tomorrow to Idaho and a new resort. I’ve never done this trip before. Never skied Sun Valley. Drive goes past the Western side of Yellowstone National Park and it’s supposed to be beautiful.