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The Hu Band, Skiesta, etc.


I'm almost reluctant to make a new post since that means the image of my muse and fantasy main squeeze will be bumped from the home page. It's been a fascinating experiment to see how many hits are generated strictly by an image. KAC has received over 100 more views than the fluffy kittens proving once again that the WTF factor sells, though I have yet to receive any financial remuneration or even a quid pro quo for my efforts. Come to think of it, I've never gotten a dime from any of this drivel. Maybe it's time to switch to a subscription plan to supplement my retirement income.


Anyway, here I go, yet again, with a non-skiing related image. If you love metal and you're into world music check out this video from The Hu Band of Mongolia. It's gotten over 24 million views so it's not like it's a big secret but no one I've told about it has heard of these guys. Bill Wall turned me onto the Hu and I'm passing on the favor. Bombastic bass and drums combined with traditional Mongolian instruments plus throat singing: what's not to love? And motorcycles. Lots of motorcycles.




Skiesta was yesterday and I drove my skiers hard all week in preparation. Here they are begging for mercy at ski practice on Thursday. Mercy is never forthcoming and if I can produce tears and an emotional breakdown at least once per day, then practice is a rousing success. We compensate occasionally with a process the kids call "ski therapy" where we gather in a circle and reveal our innermost selves which generally revolves around tender feelings such as hunger for snacks, fear of Skisquatch and why some of us hate Hawkwoods. Yes, I am a tyrant, but a benevolent one.

Putting child abuse aside for a moment, Bridget Laird produced another winning event yesterday with Skiesta. Seems like we've settled into a range of 50 to 60 racers every year. There's a race at Homestake that probably siphons off some participants but we still manage to get a good crowd coming from Missoula, the Flathead and sometimes as far afield as Sandpoint.




Tim Swanberg is much too happy here. Must be early in the race. Is that a cotton shirt?