Good morning and welcome to Summit Up, the world’s only daily column reminiscing fondly about how good we felt this morning just before we moved our limbs.
The other day we attempted to water ski at Grand Lake.
A friend of ours has been skiing and wake boarding for ten years and consequently is quite good.
We marvelled at her ability to pop right out of the water only seconds after hollering “Hit it!” to the boat driver, and then effortlessly slalom back and forth across the wake.
Did we mention she was also on a college water-skiing team?
We found ourselves splashing unceremoniously around in the 60-degree lake a few minutes later (we scuba dive in water colder than this, we told ourself as our skin prickled against the wetsuit), trying to wrangle our skis together.
Our slightly too-large life vest was of no assistance.
Neither was our 12 years of swim team or our 18 years of snow-skiing experience.
Finally, we got the skis together, our knees tucked against our chest and our arms ramrod-straight. The boat began to slowly move forward and we clenched our teeth.
“Hit it!” we yelled, our voice strangled and high-pitched.
The engine revved and the boat lunged forward. Were our arms supposed to feel like they were being pulled out of their sockets?
Our skis wavered and then pulled apart. In anticipation of extraordinarily sore groin muscles in the morning, we let go of the rope.
Waves that we swear were ten feet high engulfed us. Sinuses burning, we received our first of many freshwater face enemas of the day.
The boat circled around and our friend shouted encouragement.
“Give it another go! It took me 30 tries to get up! It sort of feels like you’re going to die until you get up, but then it’s very fun!”
In the end, we accomplished squatting on our skis for about three seconds.
Grand Lake seven, Summit Daily staffer zero.
We will doggedly try again soon, because after all, we’ve still got 23 tries left.
On another subject, two locals attending Williams College in Williamstown, Mass., got to swing their tassels from one side of their mortar boards to the other recently.
Louisa Berky, daughter of Suzanne Farver of Aspen, CO, and George Berky of Breckenridge, received a bachelor’s degree in art.
Louisa participated in varsity crew and was a museum associate at the Williams College Museum of Art.
Honors and prizes include: 1960s scholar in art (which included organizing a four-part lecture series), and first boat All-American for crew in 2007.
And Evan Barrett, son of Brett and Lori Barrett of Breckenridge, also received a bachelor’s degree in art. Evan participated in varsity alpine skiing.
We out, jumping off boat houses, legs crossed for wedgie
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