I walked to the hospital for rounds today, 2.5 miles in the snow in 17 degree weather. What am I going to do in salt lake when I live 9 miles from work! Took the shuttle to the gym, and met two really great russian girls who I walked with back to the shuttle at 8:30- the full moon helped immensely :)
Its not so much living in the snow that I hate-It is actually pretty great, I would love to get my cross country ski's out and glide to the grocery store. It's moving that I dread. You put your life in the back of a small two wheel drive car and take it over a snowy mountain pass.
Its like big waves. I just have to wait for the set to pass, and swim in when the water is calm. In this case, I just need a little sun to melt the roads and get the hell out of dodge.
Tuesday, October 26
Monday, October 25
Champagne Powder and California Dreaming
This is why people live here. And why they drive big heavy four wheel drive cars with snow tires.
This is where I live, by the way, and this morning at 5:50 am when I left for spin class, it was raining - by 8 am snow was blowing sideways and I was sliding down I-70 to get home. Cars lined either side of the road. I am still shaking. I hate it and I am California dreaming.
This is where I live, by the way, and this morning at 5:50 am when I left for spin class, it was raining - by 8 am snow was blowing sideways and I was sliding down I-70 to get home. Cars lined either side of the road. I am still shaking. I hate it and I am California dreaming.
Saturday, October 9
Sacrifice
I sat down to dinner with the family I am living with. And we held hands and gave thanks for our meal- genuine thanks. And I forgot how nice it was to sit with a family for dinner, to hold someone's hand and also to show appreciation. Naturally they directed it to God. I am not quite sure who or what I am thankful too but I sure am thankful for the food I sit down to. And the experiences I have.
Small sacrifices everyday hardly compare to the rewards I reap. As lonely and selfish the life I lead is- its good and those parts will change.
Friday night I was back in the operating room for a c-section on a breech baby. Talk about a show- now that is friday night entertainment!
Sunday, October 3
Cresting
Quick catch up to how I got over a few crests to get here.
September 18- Candice and I embarked on a marathon- 26.2 miles from the north end of the sandia's to the south end, bringing us up tp 12,000 feet and back down to 7,000. So we headed out - the best thing about hiking with candice is that neither one of us leads the trip, it just kind of happens. This one happened when candice called me from walmart and told me she had picked up red beans and rice and sausage to cook for dinner saturday night.

We dropped her car off at the south end, and drove the 30 miles to the north end down dirt roads and out to the north crest trail head and sometime around 11:00 started hiking. Forging our way through the scrub land to the edge of the crest and onward. About 5 hours in we started seeing people, most likely hiking north from the tram. Right what I neglected to say is that you can actually drive to the top of this mountain, or take a tram... go figure. We kept on until there was a road to our left and radio towers above us. Making it to the restaurant for some midway margaritas- though candice said we couldn't have dinner there, it would be breaking the rules of backpacking... errr...But it did make for a good time finding camp!
The final descent, candice on the verge of collapse, was saved by a harvest of ripe prickly pears from the cacti!
September 18- Candice and I embarked on a marathon- 26.2 miles from the north end of the sandia's to the south end, bringing us up tp 12,000 feet and back down to 7,000. So we headed out - the best thing about hiking with candice is that neither one of us leads the trip, it just kind of happens. This one happened when candice called me from walmart and told me she had picked up red beans and rice and sausage to cook for dinner saturday night.
All I can say is thank goodness we brought along our text books, or we would have never been able to get our fire started!
That night we tucked into her one person backpacking tent and slept at a slight incline- not ideal, but we both slept until the sun shone through the trees.
Day two was long but filled with aspen forests, open meadows and beautiful vistas of civilization that we never quite escaped from. The final descent, candice on the verge of collapse, was saved by a harvest of ripe prickly pears from the cacti!
The other 'Frisco
The place I am now smells like fall. Yellow and white aspens contrast big forest green pine and peaks enclose my new arena. Man. New Mexico was a dump. And now paved bike paths rolling for over 100 miles to the surrounding mountain towns, over copper and vail passes. Rec centers, free shuttles, an outlet mall and the healthiest population I have ever interacted with. And at the small cost of conservative talk radio and a large population of born again christians, I am more or less in my element.
Went for a trail run up Mt. Royal and out to Rainbow lake this morning- just road right to the trail head- I have yet to spend a dime on gasoline!
Here are the pics- more at http://picasaweb.google.com/easchulze
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