Yes, I know, this is the holiday season and tomorrow is the start of a new year. We’re all supposed to be festive and hopeful this time of the year or so I’m told. Sometimes life just isn't festive but even in the deepest sorrow, there is something to learn. Please come with me today to learn about someone who inspires me and learn about my reaction to Dave's inspiration. This is my blog so today I choose to write about a man and a life that has been an inspiration to me.
The Amazing Skier
Dave was also a ski buddy to me at a time before he got married. I’m thankful that I got to live just a little bit of my life on the slopes with Dave. Dave had grown up in Pagosa Springs, CO, one of my favorite places. As a child and as he grew up, Dave practically lived at the Wolf Creek ski area every winter. Watching Dave ski was a vision of beauty. His ability to navigate the bumps on runs that would scare most people to death with what seemed to be no effort at all was nothing short of amazing. You develop this kind of skiing ability when you grow up 20 minutes from the ski area in Colorado that gets 400-500 or more inches of snow every season and you learn to ski as you’re learning to walk.
I hadn’t seen Dave in a while since he moved away from my community and established his life with Holly in Colorado Springs. When I did see Dave, he always looked good. He was an avid runner, skier, and mountain climber. I didn’t know this previously but I just learned that over this past summer, Dave completed his quest to summit all 54 14,000+ foot mountains in Colorado. An amazing accomplishment.