Mountain Man

Mistress got us 2nd row seats in the bar at the Ski Area on Tuesday once the lifts shut down. She was there to see, listen to and (if possible) flirt with her hero, the guy we will call the Mountain Man. He's a part time ski patroller on our Mountain, but his real gig is "Super Hero", guiding groups willing to pay $38,000 or more a pop to climb mountains in Antarctica, the Himilayas, and Alaska.

As it turned out MM was funny, charming, and entertaining, showing off his slideshow of recent ventures to Everest, Denali and Kilimanjaro. Though Mistress was a little concerned when he kept mentioning some other woman, a doctor, who accompanied him to Africa this winter and was shown popping back a dislocated shoulder of some Tanzanian "bearer" along a rocky trail.

When the presentation ended, MM was surrounded with followers, and our "spring-breaker" who had been bored for most of the show, was demanding to be fed. So Mistress was unable to linger for a little face time.

But all was not lost: yesterday, after Mistress posted something on her facebook page speculating about whether some chip on her Arctyrx jacket would save her in the event of an avalanche, MM appeared out of cyberspace and commented back! He said the local Ski Patrol would be happy to save her, after all the T-shirts she had bought at the Ski Patrol shack over the years.

s you might expect, Mistress was on slow simmer for the rest of the day after that.  And she almost needed rescuing after she and our surly boarder girl decided to make the 1/5 hour trek to the "Peak" for the views and the long challenging ski down. (The pictures shows what that trek looks like... Slave's done it before and well... let's just say I'm not crazy).

Naturally, the boarder left her mother in the dust on the way up. But Slave waited dutifully for Mistress at the bottom of the run as she made the long ski down in deep, barely tracked snow. (yes, folks, that picture at the top shows the run they came down, from the very top).

At home, Mistress showed me her FB messages with MM.

"DO you think he's flirting with me, Slave?"

"I don't know what else to call it, Mistress".

Sadly, it may be a while before we find out. MM is heading to Nepal for the Everest climbing season on Friday! And the surly boarder is here until Sunday.

Bummer for Mistress. I'll just have to hep her forget him.