On March 13, 2009, I died. As the astute reader will instantly sense, something is not quite right about that sentence. The problem is the verb. I write, “I died,” because we have no other word to describe what happened to me that day. Allow me to start over with a...
This is a story about community and the unique role that specialty ski shops play in helping to knit the family of skiers together. It is also a tale of individual will power and its ability to engage hundreds of enthusiasts in a common cause. Our tale has a heroine,...
A pivotal moment in any ski or boot sale comes when the customer provides a thumbnail portrait of his or her abilities and ambitions. This self-appraisal determines the direction the salesperson is going to take to zero in on the customer’s perfect ski (or boot). The...
When I graduated from Yale in June of 1972, I had little idea of who I was and no idea whatsoever how I was supposed to spend the remainder of my time on earth. My degree was in Philosophy, where I sought to untie the knottiest problems. This no doubt enriched my life...
Before diving headlong into this week’s topic, let me clarify a central point that in a sense renders this Revelation’s irrelevant: technique conquers all. Great skiers can take their game anywhere with no discernable decline in performance. From the point of view of...
