On Saturday I went to the ski and snowboard expo and, because my father and I waited in the slow line even though an event guy said we had no chance of getting them, I got two tickets to Whiteface! Very cool. I also saw my cousin CD there selling helmets. He's a freestyle skier and Smith is one of his sponsors, so he was at their booth.
I also found out that I can ski for free at Belleayre on my Birthday, which I fully plan on doing. Unless our show in Dorset gets re-scheduled for that day. We have to cancel it because it unfotunately conflicts with day two of the hiring clinic at [resort i plan to work at].
I'm revisiting that decision, however, because it's never a bad plan to examine multiple options [ski resort #2] also has mid-week lessons and his having a job fair on Tuesday, so I might go up to that if someone can be persuaded to come with me, or I feel like going by myself. I'm also supposed to be meeting up with some nanowrimo people that afternoon at [local coffee shop].
The problem with working at [ski resort #2] is that I don't like to ski at [#2]. CD was injured at a competition there last year because their jumps were not in good condition (not that i'm blaming the mountain entirely, he should have been aware of that and noted it in his trick choice.) and taken out of commission for a while with a serious concussion. Then, later that week I got hurt there too. And I never get hurt skiing. It was on a blue square though which is typical. I never wipe out or anything on challenging terrain. It's always somewhere stupidly easy that I make a fool of myself. This was a situation where there was a very long sequence of rollers, however one of them did not roll, it just dropped off. And I was making sure not to get air off of them because it was night time and there was a lot of traffic on the trail and I didn't want to misjudge anything. In any case, i was sort of down in a low-ish stance and when the non-roller dropped away i rotated forward in the air and landed on my head and neck. I skied the rest of the night, but I couldn't work for a few days afterward. Then, my other cousin CP got hurt there the following night. Three injuries in the same family in a week. And I had always thought the conditions there were sub-par. It always makes me feel like a worse skier than I really am when I'm there. I don't know what it is. . .
Anyway, [#2] is slightly closer than [#1] and it's possible they pay more or have better schedules or their training doesn't conflict with anything. So I'm considering it even though I'm not a huge fan. I kind of grimace when I think about it, although I feel bad afterward.
Then there's [ski resort #3] which is so not a resort that it's ridiculous. This is where I learned to ski and I would enjoy teaching there if only because it's a place where those who don't have a lot of money can enjoy themselves on the snow and be introduced to an awesome lifetime sport. It's also the closest. It's not that fun to ski, but it's never injured me seriously either. And my best friend's family skis there. The problem is that their season is short, the trails are short (so getting free skiing there isn't such a prize) and the roads to get there from where I live are mostly back roads that can be rather traitorous in the winter. And I'm not exactly sure they have full-time instructors.
I'm still investigating other possibilities, but there doesn't seem anything else close enough that would be worth it. We shall see.
I'm sure I have more to say, but now I want to research some employment things, so I'm done for now.
Maybe I'll post about nanowrimo tomorrow. In short, it's going okay. I love my characters. I want to be in the story. It has very little plot.