One always sees skiers blasting down a small, but on the steep-side, hill at Boler Mountain, scooting through gates, flashing down the slope. But Saturday was different, at least for me. Saturday the skiers were not practising but competing. And the skiers were looking good.
This old geezer wishes he could have joined them. I'd have done my best Jean Claude Killy imitation, with the accent (French accent?) on imitation. I was Jean Claude Killy only in my mind, only in my imagination.
1 comment:
A good action shot.
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