The appeal of skiing is lost on me. As I explained to a colleague earlier today, people with my coordination don't belong on ski slopes, they belong in plastic bubbles. So, with no particular passion for skiing, the excitement and danger of back country skiing is also lost on me. As we've lost more people in the past couple weeks than a Mob Witness Seminar, my confusion has only grown. Why intentionally risk your life in ripe avalanche condition? Stay on the perfectly groomed, avalanche safe slopes where you're only dodging punk, teen snowboard brats. It's not like you can complain there's a lack of snow there. Explain, somebody please!
