1994/12/21
On this specific date, I was probably either preparing to leave for or on the way back to Saskatoon, SK to visit my parents. By 1994 they had left Regina, SK and moved to Saskatoon. While I was single I went home every Christmas ever since I left Regina in 1985. The first Christmas I did not come home was in 1998 when I visited my then girlfriend in Kansas. In 1999, I came home one last time (at Chistmas) with my future wife and her family in a Christmas vacation which was similar to Clark Grizawald's Christmas experience without the humour and the destruction of the house. As to 1994, this visit was unspectacular so not a embedded in my memory.
Prior to this date, I likely had enjoyed 3 or 4 weekends of skiing in Ontario. Weekend day trips. I was part of a ski club and this was one of the perks. You did pay for the lift passes but discounted and they bussed you there and back and provided lessons. And you met lots of other similar single people who became your ski buddies.
Earlier in 1994 I went on one of my most memorable ski trips to Vale, CO. It was my first time skiing at altitude. The trips were also arranged though the ski club. You paid the fee and they provided everything else except for food. The organizer arranged the condo sharing with 2 guys and 2 girls each sharing one condo. Usually 2 bedrooms, one with bunk beds one with a double bed. A day before we left on the trip, the guy (who I had skiied with in Ontario) got a bad case of the flu. He said I was planning to try to come later but that never materialized. So I was sharing a condo with 2 single attractive females. I was in the room with the bunk beds as if my friend actually showed up it is more acceptable for females to share a single double bed than males. Before you get any ideas, I was a perfect gentleman and both of these girls had boyfriends who for some reason did not accompany them on the trip. I think they didn't ski or some silly excuse. It did not stop other people from expressing their envy at my situation.
After we got off the plane in Denver, we stopped at a grocery store where each cabin party picked up groceries for the week. Basically breakfasts, lunches and snacks. Dinners were almost always somewhere else. I skied with my roommates for some of the trip. They weren't as advanced as me at the time and they didn't last the whole day. It didn't matter much for the first couple of days. I could barely do 3 or 4 turns before I had to stop and catch my breath. At 11K feet, there is significantly less O2 than at the level of Toronto.
I did meet some other people on the trip as well. There were some other people I had skied with before and skied with them some days. Also did dinners with various groups over the week. The weather was good all week. Sunny and increasingly warm as the week wore on. We had just missed a snowstorm when we arrived. I have heard that I70 though Vale can be treacherous at times in the winter and frequently closed. We were lucky.
In 1995 shortly after Christmas 1994, I did a ski trip to Big Sky, MT. It was a good week as well but not as much fun.
Note, I am likely deviating from the premise of this exercise but I am enjoying it.