I was supposed to go up to Snowbird with Cole this morning. At the time that I reached exit #8 I got a phone call from my mom saying he was sick and was unable to join me. So I turned around, but remained determined to get some turns in today. I first thought of Crazy. He has shown some interest in making it out into the backcountry, and the snow and weather is nice right now, so why not?! He gave me some story about how he stayed out super late last night and wasn't even going to go up to Alta today. Jer's phone went directly to his voicemail. Stacy was sick. *Kai - if you are reading this, I am sorry I didn't call you* So I decided I would do a short tour with my best friend - man's best friend - at one point Iggy Pop's best friend - my dog - the wonderful - the special - David Bowie Butcher. We went up and did Porter Fork road. He has been there so many times now that he knows where we are going during the ride up. We enjoyed the sounds of my new favorite radio station, Movin' 100.7, on the way up. We were out there today more for exercise than anything else. We skinned all the way to the end of the road - all the while Bowie is running around in the snow enjoying life - then decided to turn back and help get some things done at the house. Now normally when we go out Stacy is with us. This enables us to stop on occasion during the downhill and Bowie has no problem keeping up. Today it was just he and I. I had no reason to stop so I just kept going. Soon enough, though, I did have reason. Bowie just could not keep up. He had tired himself out during the uphill that he was struggling during the down (I tried to tell him that "It's all about the down"). We ran into Dwight from Wasatch Touring on the way down. He is almost getting to a point where he can recognize me with as much as we run into each other, but not quite yet. Bowie and I had a great time. It was nice to get the exercise and to spend quality time with my dog. We must do this again.
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