I’m back! After what was supposed to be a four-day Christmas trip back home turned into a 20-day isolation trip back home, I finally grabbed a flight back to California and now I’m ready to make the most of my remaining time here on the Tahoe.
Anyway.
Once December rolls around, I get asked if I ski roughly four times a day.
I wish I were joking!
Every single coworker on both forests I’ve worked on — the Coconino and the Tahoe — has asked me if I ski.
I’m pretty sure it’s also one of the first five questions Ryan asked me on our first date.
I always like to remind people that, uh, I’m from the Midwest. We tend to take advantage of the topography (flat, very flat) by ice skating instead of downhill skiing.
(Side note: I have been skiing once.)
At that point, people usually give me a really weird look at then tell me I should try skiing before I can get started on my oh-hey-nao-I-grew-up-45-minutes-from-the-Canadian-border-dontcha-know-and-I’m-really-big-into-hockey-culture-figger-it-oot-eh talk.
But, hey, I try.
LUCKILY, my coworker Ana — who, yes, also skis — is ALSO into ice skating!
We spent this past Sunday ice skating out at the Boca Reservoir in Truckee.
