Got out of work early so I rushed up the canyon for a ski girl group meet-up at Brighton, but was the only one to show up :(
I headed up alone and at the top a cat driver got out of his cat (and I thought he was going to yell at me), which he sort of did because he told me that I should not be skiing alone and that he has been seeing a mountain lion in these parts the last few days and he was worried that I would get eaten. I saw Jake and Andrea on the way down and warned them about the couger, but I am pretty sure the mountain lion would be disappointed if he tried to eat them!
I shook of his concern and headed up for a second lap. On my first trip up I took a little detour under the lift and through the woods and found myself on the same route the second time up except this time I saw gigantic paw prints following my first set of tracks. The prints looked more canine than feline, but whatever it was obviously followed my tracks so I ripped off my skins and was headed down the mountain approximately 15 seconds later.
My life is too fun now to risk getting eaten!
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