Monday, April 4, 2011

ALTA - Women's ski clinic


 Last Sunday I woke up to rain, lots of rain, no sign of clearing up anytime soon.  Lazily I took my dog for a walk picked up my lap top and without out much purpose started looking at the Alta website , the clear blue skies in the photos peaked my interested.  My casual looking on the website led me to the ski clinics.  There were two women’s clinics listed.  How perfect, I need to work on my skills and confidence.  This is my third season skiing and I have never had formal instruction.  This would be perfect to boost my confidence!  I am talking myself into it, looks like a good trip for next year – I looked a bit closer there was a clinic this coming up weekend.  MMMMMM that would be fun and fun is exactly what I need more of in my life.  I sent a quick email inquiring – is there stillroom available” I ask.  Off to yoga I went to try and bring my mind and body back to the present moment. 

Yes – there is still room in the clinic and the snow conditions look excellent.  What was stopping me?  I looked into flights, made a few phone calls, arranged for dog care and I was set to depart Thursday after I finished a big work project – perfect.

Thursday late afternoon I am riding the Alta Shuttle to Alta Lodge with two other women from the west coast also registered for the clinic.  The sky is bright blue, the sun is bright and the air is dry – that alone was worth the trip.  We are all nervous, talking about where we are from, what our ski backgrounds are and what our expectations are for the clinic.  One lady from the bay area had signed up Monday with her husbands’ encouragement.

Never having been to Alta Lodge I did not know what to expect.  It seems to be somewhat of an institution – people come back year after year.  There are varying different room arrangements from a hostel style to a suite with a fireplace.  The lodge looks out at the slopes of Alta and down the valley.  There are no TV s in the rooms to maintain the feeling of a mountain vacation, there is a large TV in the deck room and   Internet service.  The Sitzmark bar in the lodge is rustic with fabulous views of the slopes, a cozy fireplace and is well stocked with traditional games for after skiing or on the days that you get interlodged – when you can’t leave the lodge because of avalanche danger.   My room has two twin beds, a sideways view of the slopes and a bathroom.  Breakfast and dinner are included and have family style seating available. 

I am always early – I think it is because I am restless and have a hard time being idle especially in new surroundings.  As soon as I arrived I immediately got my skis, boots and poles at the Deep Powder House, which is attached to Alta Lodge.  The gear is included in the clinic so we can swap out boots and skis as we want.  I was outfitted with a demo pair of Salomon boots and volkl skis.  My gear at home, the only gear I have skied on in recent memory is AT gear, softer boot and very flexi skis.  I was pretty excited to try new stuff and compare. 

First group meeting the super energetic ski instructors from the Alf Engen ski school introduce themselves; we go around the room and introduce ourselves.  There are three main instructors and 15 instructees with lots of back up support for the groups.  First group dinner was a lot of nervous chatter about why we were here, how many times people had been to Alta, where else have people skied.  It reminded me of prerace nervousness before a marathon or Ironman. 

First ski day – at breakfast Jenn Scott, the lead instructor and lead for the women’s clinic called out our groupings.  Three groups, based on what we had submitted in an email about our skill level and where and how often we skied.  We hit the slopes after a “dryland” discussion and boot demo.  It was very sunny and the temperatures were expected to reach the upper 40’s.  The snow was a bit icy in the morning.  First few runs to get the nerves out and to let the instructors see how we skied.  Then we had a bit of shuffling around – I went to another group where I stayed for the rest of the clinic.  Eva was my instructor, originally from Poland and an environmental scientist by training and her primary job that gave her flexibility to be an Alta instructor and also maintain a professional career.  Our group, after the shuffle, consisted of 4 ladies, me, a lawyer in the army, an economist that worked for the federal government in the office and budget and management (interesting time because the fed’s are still trying to agree on the budget without having to have a shut down) and an anesthesiologist originally from China. 

Together we worked on our skills – pointers belly button, panic button Eva called out to us as we worked our way down steeper and steeper slopes.  Eva was great – very direct, few words, gave us instructions and then immediately said let’s go!  And we would one by one follow her.  She would yell out pointers for us as we made our way down – day one for me was “stand up Jennifer, stand up!” and “where are your hands!”  After the first day of instruction I felt great, very empowered enough to take another run after the lesson was over to work on my skills before yoga. 
Lunch 

Oh, lunch that day.  WOW, it was a picnic for the all guest at Alta Lodge.  Eva lead us up to a tucked away spot that was dug out in a ring of seating.  We were immediately offered – champagne, red wine, white wine, sparkling water or just water.  Amazing cheese spread, olives, and sandwich makings.  It was truly divine – sitting in the dug out enjoying the sun, spectacular view of Mount Baldy, watching skier jumping off cliffs as we sipped champagne and talked about our morning ski adventures. 

Ski day 2 – Breakfast I filled myself up with the lodge’s excellent granola, yogurt and eggs.  Excited to try another pair of skis.  I swapped out the Volkls for Salomons.  The Volkls felt to stiff for me.  At 9:30 our group gathered and we were off.  The weather the second day was the primary conversation topic in the group.  It was expected to be very warm; it had not reached freezing level during the night.  It was windy and a storm was predicted to move in and the temperature was expected to drop from lower 50’s to 18 degrees with an expected “precipitation event”.  We were all hoping the event would be in the form of snow and lots of it.  The day was overcast and windy but the snow was still good and soft, it was a nice relief from the intense sun the day before.  Day two we headed over to a neighboring resort – Snowbird – to check out that terrain. 
Snowbird
Snowbird has a lot of terrain; big bowels and they have snowboarders.  Alta is one of the few ski resorts in the US that does not allow snowboarders.  Alta is a skier’s mountain and attracts a high level of skier.  This was immediately noticed at Snowbird – the skiers were slightly reckless and the snowboarders were all over the place.  But the terrain was massive. 
 
Group dynamics, it is a sticky subject.  Not many people voice their concerns with the group out loud, just whisper among the group.  Group dynamics are always interesting and our group was no exception.  To keep this honest I just have to voice my experience with our group.  Eva, our leader was great she kept challenging us to steeper terrain, variety of snow conditions and keeping our form in check.  Three of us were progressing with each run, excited about our new confidence and wanting to keep expanding it.  One of us was not really evolving, definitely having a good time, but not really progressing in the skill levels.  What this meant for us, as a group is that we ended up waiting a lot – mid slope, bottom of the slope, at the chairlift.  Yesterday I had a head on collision with her and was already giving her a lot of space, her poles were all over the place and her stopping style was not quite perfected.  I know this is hard – if I had stayed in the other group I would have been the weak link or the slow one.  But I am selfish – there I said it!  Unlike a lot of the other women at the clinic that come to Alta yearly and have done this before and will do it again, I consider this clinic to be a great gift to myself and primarily my opportunity to improve my ski skills.  I want to be a good – I am not going for great – but good confident skier.  So I battled with myself all afternoon to remain patient.  Yoga friends of mine would say this experience is happening to me because I need to work on patience, acceptance and above all I am in control of my own experience and not to let this deflect from the really great time I was having.   But it was nagging on me – when we rode up the chairlift and two of us were talking to Eva about going over to this other terrain and Eva replied yes – I want to take you over there but…  I knew we were being limited after that.   So that night I said something to the instructors.

Day 3 – awake early checking the snow conditions, better than predicted, 19 inches of powder and still snowing, a little windy and the visibility varied from moment to moment.  I was thrilled – this is exactly what I was hoping to ski, light Alta powder. Compared to Mt Hood Meadows, where I usually ski, the wind was not an issue.  Nervous and excited at breakfast, the usual conversation of weather and expectations for the day.  Our first run was fabulous deep power, working on our technique but applying it to the new conditions.  We made several runs in “steep and deep” powder – so great!  The group dynamic issue was mitigated by another helper taking her on different runs and meeting up with us at the lift.  All morning we played in the powder working on not falling back, hands in front focusing on breathing through the turns as appose to freaking out at turning in the deep powder.  At lunch we switched instructors Eva was off to DC to work on water quality issues for the State of Utah and we were introduced to Angie.  Angie grew up in Utah and was all smiles and enthusiasm.  We made a run with both Eva and Angie then went on our way with Angie.  In the afternoon Angie showed us these hidden gems of runs through trees for fresh tracks.  It was great!  At one point the sun came out and the snow was glittering like diamonds in the air and on the ground, we could see the basin and our fresh tracks.  Now I can see how people get addicted to this sport.

Our good bye dinner was in the deck room and was filled with talk of the days skiing, everyone had a great time, dinner was all smiles, talk of next year, thanks to the instructors.  Then off to bed exhausted and happy.

Overall I had a great experience with the ski clinic; my skiing improved immensely, my confidence is higher and I loved the pampering at the lodge.  I could have skied harder and longer each day, knowing that my skill level is low but my endurance is high.  But I take away several of Eva’s ski secrets that will serve me well in all my skiing adventures in the future.  I hope to come back next year with my best friend who is in need of some pampering.

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Wallowa Alpine Hut trip - McCully Basin 2011

First week of March I found myself driving to Joseph OR for a four day three night back county hut trip in the Wallowas.  Nervous and excited about this adventure that I spontaneously signed up for through Wallowa Alpine Huts http://www.wallowahuts.com.  In mid February in an attempt to fight the winter blues I called CB (owner of Walloawa Alpine Huts) and asked if there were any trips I could go on.  He replied emphatically "Yes! there are two.  One is all couples and one is all men."  I took a breath and replied "I don't think I want to go on the all couples trip". He replied "I don't blame you, I wouldn't go on that one either."  After more discussion about the other trip and learning that there was another woman on it, I signed up.  

This was my second time back country skiing in the Wallowas - the first time was two winters ago and it was my first time ever back country skiing.  I am new to skiing, but I love being outside and climbing around in beautiful landscapes.
Guest Yurt

Thursday morning I met the group I was to be spending four days with and the three guides/cooks.  After a safety check, gear check and a hardy breakfast we were off to shuttle up to the base where we would begin the 4 mile skin up to the yurts.  The base is made up of four yurts; two sleeping yurts that sleep 5 people for guests, one cooking yurt and the guides sleeping quarters and sauna yurt.  After a quick tour of the camp we were off to explore the McCully Basin for the remaining afternoon.  The snow was amazing!  Being new to skiing I don't have all the lingo down to describe it - but it was light, powder and lots of it, lots of untracked powder everywhere you looked.  

 The four days went too quickly.  Every morning after a big breakfast we met at 9:00 am skinned up and ready to hit the basin.  For the two full days we averaged 4,000 vertical feet of descent + climbing.  By the fourth day I was getting tired, my thighs burned on the down hill and my big toe nails were bruised, but wanted to keep going, the sun was out, the conditions were excellent and all that was waiting for me at home, besides my always cheerful dog, was a lot of frustrating reports to work on.  We kept going until 1:00 pm as the conditions were getting warmer and sunscreen was applied multiple times.  Back at the camp area we packed our stuff up and descended the 4 mile trail back to the car.  The drive back to Hood River was a blur of happy muscle fatigue, memories of great snow, yummy meals and a slightly sunburned face.  Definitely going back next year!





Thursday, December 30, 2010

Death Valley Marathon - December 2010

Early December I headed to San Diego to visit my very good friend and travel companion.  She had agreed to join me on a road trip from San Diego to Death Valley for the trail marathon through Titus Canyon I had signed up for; http://www.envirosports.com/default.asp?PageID=20888.  The road trip was quite a bit farther than either of us had expected - about 6 hours through some very interesting south eastern CA landscapes.  

We arrived Friday late afternoon in Death Valley National Park, checked into Furnace Creek Ranch and then went to explore while there was still some light left.  First stop was the beginning of the Badwater race, (a 135 mile running race from Badwater, Death Valley to Mt Whitney)  knowing I will never do this race but I have great admiration for the people that do.  It takes an amazing amount of spirit and will power to complete this race.  

Furnace Creek Ranch was a bit like a camp, in that everyone staying there was either running the marathon the next day or was supporting someone running. Dinner was primarily a carbo load and talk of running and weather.  Friday night was a sleepless night for me with pre-race thoughts and concerns. 

Saturday morning - race day.  Furnace Creek Ranch was filled with anxiousness from the 300 runners busy registering, getting their breakfast and making sure they have everything ready for the event.  After an entertaining briefing of the course, rules and time cut offs by the race director we loaded up in buses that would transport the runners to the start line in the desert about 45 minutes away.  The run is through Titus Canyon on a dirt road that is almost exactly 26.2 miles, starting elevation is 3,460 ft climbing to 4,900 in the first 9 miles then drop 500 ft then climb the red rocks to 5,250 ft, the highest point in the run, then 14 miles of downhill all the way down to 250 ft at the finish line.  

The bus rides are not my favorite part of an event and this ride was no exception, usually it is filled with nervous chatter of how many marathons people have completed, what there time expectations are, this ride was no different except that it was more extreme.  Most of the runners had completed well over 10 marathons, a few ultra runs (50 K or 50/100 miles) and an ironman triathalon or two.  To be honest I was not the exception, but it always makes me nervous talking about it and this particular race I had not trained very well for - actually it would be more honest to say that I did not train for it at all, so my expectations were pretty low.  My goal was to finish and enjoy the course knowing that I was in no shape to actually "race" this, although I am always open to having my expectations exceeded.  
Start line of Death Valley Marathon













































































   
         

Finally the race gun sounds and we are off on the rocky road jockeying for positions.  I started at a moderate pace hoping to be able to sustain it.  Typical to my race/event experiences with endurance events there are many conversations along the way, they start with how many of these have you done, which ones and towards the end of the event focus on finishing and hopefully not talking about what hurts.  When you start going down that road everything hurts and talking about it just makes it worse.  The race was difficult for me but very beautiful landscape that were easy to get lost in.  Not being able to use an ipod was a disadvantage for me for that kind of race - I like to lose myself in the music and landscape, but this time it was sounds of foot steps.  Titus Canyon just kept going and going, the canyon gets as narrow as 10 feet wide at some points.  Towards the end I just wanted to be out in to the big open landscape, when I finally turned that last corner and hit the big open landscape it was quite a relief.  My energy came back and I set my eyes on the finish line 2 miles away and set a good quick pace to the end.  

Finish line at the Death Valley marathon
 It was a low key finish in the middle of the desert, water and some food.  It was really great to not be running anymore. The advantages of not maintaining a quick pace was that I was not sore from running, just tired.  Back to the Furnace Creek Ranch for a beer, steak dinner, race stories, race awards and general celebration of the day.

Sunday, after breakfast, we headed back to San Diego through the very interesting south eastern CA landscape of massive solar projects, utility projects, a jet plane cemetery, mines and mine towns and vast open landscapes.


Me at the finish!