Alfredo Deambrosi

On Monday, Holly and I went skiing for the first time in our lives.  We went to the Cataloochee Ski Area in Maggie Valley, NC.

There are three parts to this video: my skiing, a random skiier’s crashing right behind Holly, and my filming Holly while I was skiing.

Although I did not get to film it, the most entertaining experience on Monday was from a guy who got a lot of attention the whole afternoon from everyone through his expressions of sheer terror.  The first time I heard him was when I heard behind me, “Oh, rats!  Oh, rats!”  I looked to my left to see him passing with arms and ski polls flailing.  “These skis aren’t working!  Help!”  His outbursts were cut short when he finally fell.  He was fine, although from his rant, you would think he had narrowly escaped death. 

The second time I heard him was when I was in the ski-lift line.  As we were moving with glacier-like slowness, everyone in line was awakened by a blood-curdling scream coming down the mountain.  A cloudy spray of snow and an audible “thump” revealed that the same terrified skier had arrived.  A fellow skier walked over to where the mountain’s latest victim was lying, leaned over, spread his arms out, and declared, “Safe!”

I had my own share of falls.  Hopefully, none of them was as entertaining as these two.