- First 4 weeks of training we could not buckle our ski boots,
Man, that's tough! I used to ski, a lot. One year I was fortunate enough to hit Squaw Valley after 6' of freshness the day before. It happended to be my wedding day (that the snow fell), and I was totally thinking about almost nothing but the slopes! My fiance would not allow me to ski until after I said I Do so that I would not have the risk of being in a cast as I hobbled down the aisle (so to speak). So next day, thusly encumbered with the new wife, I was freed to hit the slopes. I had dreamed about skiing Tahoe my entire life, but this was my first opportunity.
There is a run at Squaw whose name I cannot recall, but its a double black diamond, that is only open once in a great while. That day I was there was the first time it had opened in 3 years! Just a series of sharp kick turns as you plunged down a tree lined rock chute.
So I kicked out and over the cornice and fell about 15 times. I was starting to think I really sucked and did not belong, when I pulled up my pants leg and realized my boot buckles were undone. No wonder I had no control! One of the best days of my life, for many reasons.
I can't imagine running a slalom course unhinged.