Upon realizing, a few weeks ago, that the summer had drawn to a close and winter had initiated a staring contest with us, my husband, JM, did the only thing a wise man could do: He gave in. Suddenly, when I went to Google anything, it automatically suggested "Vail," "Killington," "Rossignol," or "Jackson Hole" and our Netflix queue had a massive influx of Warren Miller ski videos. The man had put away all childish thoughts of beaches and Coronas with lime and had moved on to dreaming about parabolics and fresh pow. And, for that, I cannot blame him. I mean, a man has to have a hobby.
Concerningly, however, when it comes to skiing, JM is a bit of a Jekyll and Hyde. While in our daily life he is a very thoughtful and intelligent man, somehow when he comes into contact with the lethal combination of frozen precipitation and terrain with a slope of greater than 15 degrees, he becomes a lunatic: a man who will throw himself off cliffs without a second thought; a man who thinks it's fun to glide perilously close to natural hazards while blaring techno through the headphones built into his helmet; a man I hardly recognize (it also doesn't help that his mask and goggles cover most of his face).
Luckily, just in time for ski season, my cousin sent us this video, which, hopefully, will knock some sense into my brazen daredevil of a husband. If you have ever wondered what it would be like to be caught in an avalanche, wonder no more. Spoiler alert: this guy survives, after being dug out by his friends after about 4 minutes (which apparently never happens). And it is a truly moving and amazing thing to watch. Even if you aren't a ski demon.
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