28 January 2008

Things You Can't Do In Atlanta, Take One

Sometimes it's the little things that make you realize that your environment has changed. The first time that you slip and fall on ice on your way to work, drawing the mocking laughter of the grizzled locals, you know that you're not in Atlanta anymore. Last Friday provided another reminder. After work, we boarded the Gondola (Telluride's free public transportation system) and headed over to Mountain Village to watch a snowmobile and skier stunt show. You can see the two jumps in the background behind T.J. (the wood one was not for the skiers). Although he may look happy, his face was actually just frozen in that position from the painfully cold night air. Eventually though, we thawed out long enough to be awed by the remarkable cojones of the snowmobilers, who hucked themselves and their sleds to incredible heights, as shown below. With the whine of the engines still ringing in our ears and the smell of gasoline infesting our clothes, we headed home invigorated and excited to click into our skis the next morning.

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