In the first flurry light of a promising powder day, I was clearing the back deck from 6 inches of 5% density snow. As I skipped down the steps to clear the walk below, my front foot flew off of the icy ledge. Gravity kicked in immediately and exponentially, as gravity will, and I began to violently compress my back leg, knee and ankle beneath me in a potentially unnatural and painful geometry.
Without thinking I reacted by powering up my back leg into a powerful Telemark type scrunch-squat, absorbing the compression, lunging off that single leg and sticking the landing on the walkway below. "That would have killed a lesser man" I thought honestly to myself as I went on happily with the rest of my day.
Water and Whatever -- musings about my life's adventures, with wisdom and joy, that flow like water.
After more than 50 years in the water business, I aspire to be a writer, when I grow up. These are my rough stories. Unbridled, unedited, unabridged. Short stories for easy digestion, almost bullet points for the new generation of 'literature'. Alliteration is used extensively for tempo and rhythm or front end prose. Write what you know, they tell me, stay in your lane, don't blow smoke. Start with a good idea and one true sentence. The rest will flow from above, like magic....

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