So I'm v2ing towards the base of the oncoming hill, then transitioning into a fluid v1 then back to the v2 as I crest the hill and dart the corner.....just out enjoying myself on this first skate of the season. This wednesday ski was fast, fun and Brettons' trails had the cover to make this train session happen. As I rounded that corner up over that knoll....a flurry of scatterring wild turkeys trotted in all directions ,freaked out beyond belief! One particular bird, skipped into a lumbering akward take off to the air, right up there in the Albatross league of ungraceful takeoffs! I'm there in a rhythmic v2 stride and as I look up, that 20 pound Butterball is seated high atop a grand pine....sort of teetering there with its pipe cleaner neck searching about. I had to smile as I went by. Here is this gawky bird precariously perched up on its lofty spot with the Presidentials in the background and the historic hotel.....it's there on a throne clearly more worthy of the majestic eagle, proud peregrine or king kestrel. Quite a turkey ski it was that day and certainly not as April like as my yesterday slush glide......but that day as he looked on down from his branch,bug eyed and rattled, I continued on with my own flight of sorts as I skied fast around the bend and out of sight.

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turkey boy
by natetron on Nov 23rd 2007, 4:55 pm

Eli, you are one funny cat. Just think, you might have been feasting on that "20 pound buttlerball's" distant cousin two days ago. Smothered in gravy and barried in your aunt's legendary mashed potatoes, you might just have eaten his relative. Think of that next time you ski through the woods and spook a heard of your last meals decendants! I going tofu from now on and I think you should too, you V2 lover.

Re: Skiing is for the birds!?
by will gill on Nov 27th 2007, 8:59 pm

What a treat to have your nordic update on our answering machine. Your poetic blog was utmost inspiring. So here is one back at ya ! Saturday Nov 20th was my first day back on the boards. I was running solo with my better half visiting a friend out of state. So I called upon my friends the skiing legends for some first of the year gliding magic. They were busy a bees but Sally and Lilly decided that skiing eight fresh inches with their buddies Will and Henry was the right call for the day. Jefferson Notch was covered from it's base to the top. We met some friendly Bubble Heads on the way and and their tracks made the trip up easier. We went leisurely up to the sign on top in an hour and back down in a gentle 45 minutes. Henry's snowballed paws reminded me that his annual trimming was all that we needed to be ready for our next skiing adventure. I sit here pondering skiing,a goumet meal in my belly, the legends pumped up for the season, and my woderful wife lamenting that I skied first this year.

Re: Skiing is for the birds!?
by Abingwalk on Dec 4th 2007, 9:49 pm

This story is especially rife with comedy for me, considering that Eli was chased down by a "feral" Turkey at a wildlife rehab center about 10 years ago. Though unrelated to skiing, the story pits him against Turkey that was truly the King of the Florida jungle.