Ullr...i need you, more than ever i need you

the snows have arrived...the rockies have already seen snowfalls upwards of a foot. does this mean we will have a good year? anything like last year down here in new mexico? does it matter? get your boards out, wax 'em, sharpen the edges, tighten the bindings, get your passes and get ready. while you're at it, put on some ridiculous shit and do a dance...preferably around a bonfire of old skis after too much to drink...and give praise to Ullr to go with your sacrifice...ask for a record year...afterall, mother nature is giving us shit all over, perhaps she and Ullr could hookup for a 3 or 4 month blizzard.

god knows i could use the snow...i am slowly losing my mind sitting behind a desk daily. its nice to get to use my brain...but man do i miss the mountains and the outdoors...that silence that falling snow brings...the 5 minute friendships formed on the way up the mountain...the shouts of joy eminating from the cloud of powder rolling down from above. god i miss it.

still, i may give it up to get out of here. really, there isn't much keeping me here anymore...just an opportunity that wouldn't come around anywhere else...a good base for my career. but is that really enough? i'm tempted to junk it all and head to seattle...hang out with charla, spend evenings on the ocean, only to get up early to get first tracks the next day in that good old pacific northwest cement they call powder.

a friend of mine is having a quarter-life crisis...trying to resign herself to the fact that she will be a working stiff for the remainder of her life. i think we give up too easily...myself included. seems less and less people are full of piss and vinegar with each passing generation. complacency is a bitch.

so Ullr, if you can hear this...and if the burning skis across the region and the world please you...give us a break from the water coming in off the coast that is not frozen...give us storms upon storms...give us that dump we will talk about decades from now....give me another chance to relive those few brief moments in the trees off two bucks...maybe this time i'll bring a snorkel.

you'll thank me when you're older.