I went snowboarding at White Tail. It was my 3rd time riding this season and the snow was exceptionally crappy today, while lift lines were a bear for the duration of my stay. I'm embarrassed to say that I spent 3 dollars in quarters just trying to figure out how to work the locker to stow away my camera, while I was riding since I was asked to get some shots for the year book this time out. When I got my camera out and found my angle, I took a little time to just relax and feel. Granted, these moments occur rarely but more frequently now in my life, but I've been trying lately to just take a second, step back, and just feel. I took in all I could around me, the crisp smell of winter and snow, the trademark "swish" of snow being pushed down the mountain, light reflecting off goggles and board graphics, and the very present scrape of a soul carve. At this point I realized how much joy being out there on the mountain is. These sights and these sounds are only found and experienced at that very particular place and it really made me think how precious life really is. It's the experience, the exposure, the progression, it's the whole enchilada. Once you forget about your worries, your stress, and you take a second to just appreciate the sounds and the colors and the light... It opens up your eyes to how beautiful this place called earth and its people really is/are.
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