Pokey Porky Phil at Solitude, Jan 26, 2008
Day: Chocolate Day, Solitude, Utah, Jan 26, 2008.
Place: Round House, mid-mountain.
Time/Temp: EARLY, first lift ride, sub or around ZERO degrees Farenheight.
Circumstances: As Mountain Host, we get assigned various duties. Mine was to set up the tent at mid-mountain for the Sweet Candy orange/raspberry sticks and CHOCOLATE CINNAMON BEARS (which at subzero temps don't have that chewy quality---they tend to break the teeth).
Problem: I got the tables/chairs set up. I needed a garbage can. One was on the deck. Check. Went to get it---problemo. Kind of hard to move, some fur (as it turns out QUILLS) inside.
Solution: Get the cute guys opening up the round house to help me. It involved kicking the can (over on its side) and a broom (beating the sides).
What a rude awakening. Phil was snoozing and was NOT into waking up and leaving his warm garbage can cocoon (I can so totally relate Phil boy).
Well, after we rolled the can around and beat the sides, he finally ambled off to a nearby tree. But I could not help but feel for old Phil, as the can was probably pretty cozy in subzero temps---and maybe a few scraps for a midnight snack to boot.