OK, now that we know Mindy is well on the mend, let me fill in my share of ESA week, especially the "end" part.
Me and QQ are the two who fare reasonably well health-wise. No cold, no altitude sickness, no frostbite. Though I had to admit pulling my MCL on a minor crash on day 1 of ESA. Fortunately, the pull was minor so I continued. Funny thing is, although it hurts walking, skiing doesn't seem to bother it. ;)
Some thought that was the cause of my dropping down to a lower group. But that's not really the case. I simply didn't feel like being the last one in the group, always being waited on. Not to mention they were all ready to rip up the fields of VW size moguls on day 1 and seek to improve from there... namely, I was put in the wrong group to start with!
The group I ended up with was probably the opposite of QQ's experience. Ability level was very different. So was expectation. So there's a fair amount of "bargaining" and arguement of what we want to do next. :( Still, I have to give credit to our instructor who managed to bring some form of breakthrough to almost everyone in the group.
After a very frustrating day 2 and 3, where we all felt we didn't even know how to ski groomers (because we were asked to do some really simply and silly drills but was told we did them wrong!), we basically free skied on day 4, putting togehter all the skills and tactics we've learned in the previous 3 days. We tackled some of the double black mogul fields the size of big boulders in the beautiful Hanging Valley.
I and Inthecould both stayed after the clinic to free ski. I was surprised I no longer hesitate when moguls got big! I simply ski them the same way!!! Both Highland and Snowmass has endless glades with nicely spaced trees. I had a blast in them!
Inthecloud, in the mean time was busy watching the X-game and getting autographes from the X-stars. So we ski on our own and only meet up for dinner and re-cap our day over pasta and steaks...
Saturday, I started to get worried by the forecast of a winter storm starting on Sunday afternoon, just the time when I was due to fly out of Aspen. But worrying wasn't going to do me much good. All the earlier flights were full and I resigned myself to one last full day of skiing. The morning dawn warm with hazy sunshine. I forgot about the weather worry and had a fun time skiing around. Until mid-afternoon, when it started snowing... And I nearly got knocked out of the chair by the strong wind (they stop that chair shortly after). It's time to get changed and ran to the airport...
When I got to Aspen airport, it resembles a zoo. The line in the check-in area wind all the way towards the door. When I got to the counter, there were two women shouting with the ticket agent...
To make a long story short, the plane I was going to get on was diverted to Grand Junction, together with 2 other flights. So there's this mad scrabling of trying to try to find ground transportation to get to Denver. And then, all in a sudden, two planes landed on the runway. They were planes for the later flights. So we all ran back up to the counter to see if we can squeez a spot on those two planes. I managed to get a spot, only to realize my luggages was not with me! Ran back down to baggage claim to hunt down my luggages and re-check them in. Security gate and all that, an hour later, we were on board!!!
But then we sat on the runway, and sat on the runway... for nearly an hour, until the announcement came the wind was too high for us to take off!!! So, again, the mad scrambling starts again to team up and rent SUV's to drive over to Denver (there're two major mountain passes we had to drive over between Aspen and Denver)...
In the end, I paired up with another driver and got a car. But it took another HOUR just to re-collect all of our bags from the plane that coudn't take off! By the time we got to DEN, it was 2am. Some choose to just lay on the floor of the airport till morning. Others try in vain to find motel rooms for a few hours of "proper" sleep. In the end, none of the motels could offer any transport (we've all returned our cars) to take us to our loding. So one by one, we gragged our luggage back to the terminal and spend the next couple hours at the terminal. I found out it's COLd inside the terminal, even with two jackets on! They probably turn the heat down to "conserve energy"?
Fortunately, that's the end of MY saga. My flight in the morning was on time and relatively empty. So I got to lay down on the seats and caught a bit of zzz's. I even managed to get back into the office and call it a "day" (in the eyes of my boss, that is. So if I have to go away again, it may not count against me
).
But the hardest part of all that, is I wish I could have stayed at Aspen. They got nearly a foot!!!
Me and QQ are the two who fare reasonably well health-wise. No cold, no altitude sickness, no frostbite. Though I had to admit pulling my MCL on a minor crash on day 1 of ESA. Fortunately, the pull was minor so I continued. Funny thing is, although it hurts walking, skiing doesn't seem to bother it. ;)
Some thought that was the cause of my dropping down to a lower group. But that's not really the case. I simply didn't feel like being the last one in the group, always being waited on. Not to mention they were all ready to rip up the fields of VW size moguls on day 1 and seek to improve from there... namely, I was put in the wrong group to start with!
The group I ended up with was probably the opposite of QQ's experience. Ability level was very different. So was expectation. So there's a fair amount of "bargaining" and arguement of what we want to do next. :( Still, I have to give credit to our instructor who managed to bring some form of breakthrough to almost everyone in the group.
After a very frustrating day 2 and 3, where we all felt we didn't even know how to ski groomers (because we were asked to do some really simply and silly drills but was told we did them wrong!), we basically free skied on day 4, putting togehter all the skills and tactics we've learned in the previous 3 days. We tackled some of the double black mogul fields the size of big boulders in the beautiful Hanging Valley. I and Inthecould both stayed after the clinic to free ski. I was surprised I no longer hesitate when moguls got big! I simply ski them the same way!!! Both Highland and Snowmass has endless glades with nicely spaced trees. I had a blast in them!
Inthecloud, in the mean time was busy watching the X-game and getting autographes from the X-stars. So we ski on our own and only meet up for dinner and re-cap our day over pasta and steaks...

Saturday, I started to get worried by the forecast of a winter storm starting on Sunday afternoon, just the time when I was due to fly out of Aspen. But worrying wasn't going to do me much good. All the earlier flights were full and I resigned myself to one last full day of skiing. The morning dawn warm with hazy sunshine. I forgot about the weather worry and had a fun time skiing around. Until mid-afternoon, when it started snowing... And I nearly got knocked out of the chair by the strong wind (they stop that chair shortly after). It's time to get changed and ran to the airport...
When I got to Aspen airport, it resembles a zoo. The line in the check-in area wind all the way towards the door. When I got to the counter, there were two women shouting with the ticket agent...
To make a long story short, the plane I was going to get on was diverted to Grand Junction, together with 2 other flights. So there's this mad scrabling of trying to try to find ground transportation to get to Denver. And then, all in a sudden, two planes landed on the runway. They were planes for the later flights. So we all ran back up to the counter to see if we can squeez a spot on those two planes. I managed to get a spot, only to realize my luggages was not with me! Ran back down to baggage claim to hunt down my luggages and re-check them in. Security gate and all that, an hour later, we were on board!!!
But then we sat on the runway, and sat on the runway... for nearly an hour, until the announcement came the wind was too high for us to take off!!! So, again, the mad scrambling starts again to team up and rent SUV's to drive over to Denver (there're two major mountain passes we had to drive over between Aspen and Denver)...
In the end, I paired up with another driver and got a car. But it took another HOUR just to re-collect all of our bags from the plane that coudn't take off! By the time we got to DEN, it was 2am. Some choose to just lay on the floor of the airport till morning. Others try in vain to find motel rooms for a few hours of "proper" sleep. In the end, none of the motels could offer any transport (we've all returned our cars) to take us to our loding. So one by one, we gragged our luggage back to the terminal and spend the next couple hours at the terminal. I found out it's COLd inside the terminal, even with two jackets on! They probably turn the heat down to "conserve energy"?
Fortunately, that's the end of MY saga. My flight in the morning was on time and relatively empty. So I got to lay down on the seats and caught a bit of zzz's. I even managed to get back into the office and call it a "day" (in the eyes of my boss, that is. So if I have to go away again, it may not count against me
).But the hardest part of all that, is I wish I could have stayed at Aspen. They got nearly a foot!!!

