When I discovered there was a national park in Utah I had never been to, I was shocked…and determined to go see it. When Canyonlands announced a special viewing party for the eclipse that was all the reason I needed.
I have a huge fear of snakes. They reduce me to the screaming, squealing girl I so rarely am. Many times I’ve been on my bike to see, what looks to me, a snake ahead on the road. I panic, freak, consider alternate routes, and then go by as far as way as possible. Every time it turns out to be a rope or a cord, and I feel ridiculous.
I stand at the top of a small ravine, my skis perched on the edge. “Hey,” I call out to my 11-year-old nephew behind me. “This looks way fun.” I push off, traversing the edge through a few trees before spotting a a stretch of of untracked powder. I make hard left straight down the ravine, through the powder, and up the other side, landing back on the run with a bit of a jump.