The black diamond slope for the really serious skiers is on the other side of the mountain.”
Sara pressed her lips together in thought and said, “I’ll still wear my collar. “Get her into the hot tub,” yelled Joan as they reached the deck. XXX Once her skis broke loose, she didn’t have the experience to recover and didn’t know enough to ‘drop to stop,’ so she ended up straightening back out, and then, totally out of control, she went french frying straight down the slope, rapidly gaining speed. Joan, looking like she was thinking seriously about something, advised, “Keep the ski mask on. She wondered why until she saw the flashing yellow strobe lights up ahead. I’ll show you before we start down for out next run.”
A little before noon, the girls decided it was time to go back to the cabin for lunch.
