Ski pics accompanied by poetry

So, I've been trying to find a good way to share last weekends ski picks. Basically, there's not a lot to say other than that the conditions were great, we skinned up a bunch of powder-filled slopes in the tress and had  lots of fun on the way down. So I've decided to share my pictures along side this poem called 'Joy of Air' which I shamelessly borrowed from Duct tape then beer. Enjoy!

Vibeke and Inger-Helene 

From the youngest age, we are taught to believe 

That safety is our greatest need. 

We created Icarus and his dream of flight 

And then walled ourselves with cubicles tight.

The boys crest the windswept ridge of Kyrkjebønosi.

In dreams we soar across seasons 

Unchained by weight and reason 

Unfettered by relentless doubt. 

Awake my friend, swing the inner door out 

To find a moment without care 

Where time stops suspended by nothing more than Air.

Everyone's ready to get off the wind-packed snow and into the yummy forest.

Paddle hard, keep them straight. 

Do not waver, this is your fate. 

Embrace the point of no return 

Fear not for in failure learn.

Leave the ground beneath your feet, 

Rise up, your inner legend greet. 

Audun in full tele.

A body in motion – 

Twisting, turning, churning, yearning – 

Apex found, heaven bound.

But remember, what goes up must come down.

Spot the landing, shoulders square 

Roll the windows, feel the air. 

Vibeke immersed in pow.

Imagination creeps. 

Was the take off way too deep? 

Faster, faster, too fast now. 

Wind roars. You don’t know how 

This will end. Maybe a billowing cloud 

Of snow water, dirt and smiles proud.

Audun, Solenne and Vibeke breaking trail the second day.

So remember children old and young 

where water and snow suspended hung 

Find joy in outcomes unknown 

and only then will you have grown. 

Solenne can't help but smile as she poles the delicious fluffy powder.

Take Flight. Take flight. 

Believe in days unchecked by night 

And mid-days kissed by moonlight 

Dare to imagine, dare to care 

a dream built upon nothing more than air.

From the youngest age, we are taught to believe 

That safety is our greatest need. 

We created Icarus and his dream of flight 

And then walled ourselves with cubicles tight.

In dreams we soar across seasons 

Unchained by weight and reason 

Unfettered by relentless doubt. 

Awake my friend, swing the inner door out 

To find a moment without care 

Where time stops suspended by nothing more than Air.

Magnus digs the view

Paddle hard, keep them straight. 

Do not waver, this is your fate. 

Embrace the point of no return 

Fear not for in failure learn.

Leave the ground beneath your feet, 

Rise up, your inner legend greet. 

A body in motion – 

Twisting, turning, churning, yearning – 

Apex found, heaven bound.

But remember, what goes up must come down.

Spot the landing, shoulders square 

Roll the windows, feel the air. 

Imagination creeps. 

Was the take off way too deep? 

Faster, faster, too fast now. 

Wind roars. You don’t know how 

This will end. Maybe a billowing cloud 

Of snow water, dirt and smiles proud.

So remember children old and young 

where water and snow suspended hung 

Find joy in outcomes unknown 

and only then will you have grown. 

Take Flight. Take flight. 

Believe in days unchecked by night 

And mid-days kissed by moonlight 

Dare to imagine, dare to care 

a dream built upon nothing more than air.

The face we skied. For reference.

- The Wild Bazilchuk