So here we are in the doldrums of January. To paraphrase my friend Herman, its not January itself. Its what January does to me.
January does mean ski season (and we’ll get to that part in a second) but it also means going to the movies to see wonderful January releases. Two of my dear friends told me they wanted to see a movie called “The Forest.” Ok how bad can it be? A movie about a forest?
Turned out to be some kind of suicide forest in Japan where an English teacher had disappeared. The main character, a delicate looking blond woman was taken into this forest searching for her missing (conveniently dark haired) twin sister (the aforementioned English teacher). Oh and hilarity ensues!!!! Nah, I’m kidding. The blond one is in the forest looking for the dark haired one with some kind of halfway sane Japanese guide who says WHATEVER YOU DO, DON’T STAY IN THE FOREST OVERNIGHT and this being the movies, the blond, along with a cute guy (who is sinister) stay there. All sorts of scary things happen or at least I think they do because I spent most of the movie with my hand over my eyes, trying to block out surely disturbing imagery.
Now blog reading public, let me explain something. I will go speeding down a double black trail. I even learned to ski the hell, the moguls, this season, but horror movies? Yeah. Count me out.
Well, anyway, movies and skiing came together at this Sunday’s ski adventure. I went to Sugarbush, a place that is absolutely my favorite ski resort of them all. Nice smoothed out slopes without too many bumps. I got some double black action in there, which dare I say, was sort of unchallenging?? OK tempting the skiing gods with that statement, but I did manage to get a lot of edge action when I was on the double black today. Also, in a stunning turn of events, I skied moguls on a black trail. Sure, I considered walking up the same trail and I also said a lot of four letter words that do not belong on this blog, but I made it down. Yeah me…
So, some photos below of the scary forest I entered today and of Heaven’s Gate. Fortunate for me, I was not overtaken by some sort of spirits and driven to commit murder or something. Is that how that movie ended? I’m not sure. I had my hand over my face.
Let’s enjoy some skiing photos instead: