There are many types of fun and not all are created equal. Type 1 fun is obvious, the kind of fun that requires little to no effort. Type 1 fun is riding a roller coaster. Type 2 fun requires considerable effort and, at times can be downright miserable. It's often not until the ordeal is over, in a type 2 fun scenario, that the fun is actually experienced.
Type 2 fun isn't always predictable. But sometimes you knowingly put your feet in cramped ski boots and walk out the door into subzero temperatures. On this occasion, I did just that. I even managed to convince two friends to join me. The first, long time comrade and accomplished skier, Scott Wiley. The second, a scruffy man child with more size than sense, young Damon Sedivy.
Scott was selected to join me on this expedition based on extensive merit and charm. Scott has spent more time in the backcountry than three of me combined and his skiing is flawless. Damon was selected based on the fact that he recently bought an old touring setup from me and because he was the only one among us to own a snowmobile. Also, Damon is dumb enough to do anything I tell him to do.
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