About 20 years ago while skiing with my cousin at Alta, I did a feat nobody had ever done before, and survived. From the top of Mt. Baldy, I fell 1100 feet down one of the “Baldy Chutes,” got up and skied away with only a dislocated shoulder. The Baldy Chutes are narrow and rock lined tubes in the mountain with a very extreme vertical drop. The entrance of the chutes is off of a cornice which is higher than 11,000 feet. My feat of “living” through falling the entire length of the chute made me a legend at Alta for years go come.
Yesterday I sustained my 2nd skiing injury at Alta, and this one is also a shoulder. Unfortunately I’m not adding to the legend of my insane yard sale crash of 20 years ago. Yesterday I crashed hard, separating my shoulder in no other place than the parking lot. I was skiing to my car to leave for the day, when I hit a small bump and both my skis came off. I hit the sheet of ice with my entire (massive) body weight smashing my shoulder.
I’m now in a sling. I can’t currently do many simple things like putting a shirt on or opening a jar of peanut butter.
I’ll blog the best I can with one hand. Needless to say, next week’s PGA Show will be a true test of my one-armed patience.
I’m very sad to be missing “The Battle of the Blogs” golf outing with eight other great golf bloggers in Orlando after the PGA Show as well. BOO HOO.