Dear Man in a Blue Coat:
It was was a beautiful day wasn’t it. The snow, soft under my feet, sparkled in the sun. It was the first day in a month I hadn’t needed my flat light goggles. I was exploring a part of the mountain I hadn’t been to before and was thrilled to find challenging runs that weren’t too crowded.
I never saw you before you hit me. But you had to see me, I was off center moving toward the trees to make my next turn. I wasn’t just past a drop or coming out from behind something. I tried to stay to one side but it was a skinny run and I moved at a good clip, although, not as fast you would like I guess.