The limitations of a blog.

I'm at a loss to encapsulate the past 48+ hours. It was a fantastic and rather emotional weekend. Two large dinners involving close friends, and a HUGE announcement from one pair of said friends, led to a roller coaster of introspection that does not lend itself to a pithy online rant. Rather, I offer the following comic relief.

SPRING TOURING: A Play in Three Acts.

Act I
[The ULG, The Wee One, and Vijay go touring. The objective is to ascend Butler Fork, over Gobbler's Knob, and then descend Porter Fork. Early on, the skin track up Butler Fork crosses a narrow snow bridge over a stream.]
THE WEE ONE: Uhhh...
THE ULG: It looks scarier than it is. Just skin straight across.
[The Wee One skins straight across without incident.]

Act II
[Top of Gobbler's Knob. Vertigo inducing fog has engulfed the summit. Visibility blows. The Team is booting across the ridge, hoping for a break in the fog to get their bearings.]
VIJAY: The problem is even if we find the ridge above Porter Fork, it will be unskiable. [Vijay points to the milky whiteness to The Team's left. No one can tell up from down.] And we might step off one of the giant cornices.
THE ULG: We could just follow our skin track back to my truck...
THE WEE ONE: Works for me.
[The Team turns around and skis glop -- which has been getting rained on for the last two hours -- back into Butler Fork.]

Act III:
[The narrow snow bridge again. Vijay and The Wee One have crossed it by the time The ULG catches up.]
THE ULG: I've got a bad feeling about this.
VIJAY: You just need to go straight. You can go straight, can't you?
THE ULG: People always say things like that...
[The ULG slides on to the snow bridge, loses his balance, and falls into the stream. He throws his poles onto the far bank and begins to climb out.]
THE ULG: Curse you Vijay.

THE END.