Go that way really fast. If something gets in your way...turn

Eric and I hit the slopes again this past weekend in Tahoe. We managed, on several occasions, to cavalierly disregard signs marked with skull and crossbones and dire warnings about Experts Only and got ourselves into plenty of trouble. There's nothing like standing on the top of a nearly sheer cliff wondering how you will negotiate the boulder-field on the way down. Except then having to jump off it and hope for the best.

One example of a no-way-but-through exit was this steep chute between large boulders. Eric went down first and captured my not-so-graceful exit. Not pictured here is the rock wall which I am headed straight towards at approximately 800mph.

We were lucky enough that the worst that happened to either of us was a few somersaults down the mountain and getting snow down our pants. I was particularly proud of one tumble which prompted a woman nearby to shout "Holy shit are you OK?" If you're not falling, you're not skiing hard enough.