all Tahoe/Reno/No Cal Posters and Lurkers . . ."
so it began.
Innocently enough, I suppose. A non-specific
invitation to ski with mostly unknown persons in an
undeclared location. Personally, I thought it sounded
A month or so later,
the plan somehow coalesced. A rag-tag bunch of skiers
and riders over 25 in number converged on what (prior to our
arrival) was a quaint, off-the-beaten-track ice fishing
oasis. Ah, Virginia Lakes. We were like Richard
Dreyfus and the other freaks in Close Encounters -- we
really didn't know each other, but we were collectively
drawn to that spot by something powerful. In our case,
it was Corn Snow, a/k/a Porn Snow, a/k/a "Spring Deelite". At a time when most "skiers"
had long ago hung their boards up for the
summer, this group was just getting started.
Believe it or not, our
common link was a website. Even more bizarre was the fact
that this website --
telemarktips.com -- purports to be a telemark skiing
webzine, and yet our group was comprised of telemarkers,
randonee skiers and a couple of snowboarders. All
sharing the love of backcountry glisse followed by a good
bottle of Black Butte Porter. We had two glorious days
of sun, corn and fun, getting to know each other a little
better in the process. I had a great time. If
you were there, you know the vibe I'm talking about.
If you weren't, what's wrong with you?