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Ain't it funny how the night moves?


When you just don't seem to haaave as much to lose?
Strange how the night moves.
With autumn closin' in.

Woke last night to the sound of thunder.
How far off I sat and wondered.
Started humming a song from 1962.

Well, actually, I woke this morning to the sound of Lawinewaffen, or avalanche cannons, blasting the peaks behind my dorm. We are in the midst of a monster storm and finally the snow has reached the valley. All the glaciers are on hold for this morning due to 2 fresh meters and high winds.

Looorddd I remember!

Training goes well. I did yesterday what I hope will be my last rollerski workout for the season, 20x30 second sprints on the bike path, a la classic. It was raining. So it goes.

Waiting on the notice from the glaciers, they should announce at 10 if anything will open.

Last week was surprisingly academically rather busy. Two geological excursions to several local valleys to observe the effects of Bergsturtzen, landslides, in the Tirol region. Very interesting. Also had a 20 minute presentation on trees in western Canada and the effects of the mountain pine beetle, for my Vegetation der Alpen plant class.

Super lame. Sorry to bore you with my such trivial stories. I now plan on forfeiting all academic obligations for the next 26 days to ski all the time.

Audrey and I spoke recently about how euro I've actually become. I replied to her that I recently purchased a jean jacket at a mall and spend more time prancing around my apartment naked than I ever did in the states. I do, however, listen to WOKO, New England's BIIIIGGG country station, daily.

To quote Andy Moore, "My apologies". This is by far the worst blog post I've sired onto this website.

Das Schnee kommt und ich bin bereit.


When you just don't seem to haaave as much to lose!
Strange how the night moves.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GTgLQgpwRvQ

My apologies,

~Andy Moore

My two cents

I'd say David is not quite at Pippo Pozzato levels quite yet. Probably something more along the lines of Petter Northug.

In training news, I had to finish up my run after dark today and it was freakin' cold. Winter is coming, despite what the weather reports may say.

Unpack your windbriefs,

-- O

I've got a fever

and the only prescription is more blog posts.

This one is in regards to the ski team's emissary to Austria - Dave McCahill.

There's been rumors circulating that the Harvard ski team may be without David for the first couple races this coming year. While many thought Dave would be returning around the 12th of January, there are reports coming out of Austria that he may well be kept there until much later in the month. Perhaps he can share with us the situation?

While I wonder when Dave will be back with us, I also wonder what effect this time in Austria has had on him. When he returns it will be interesting to see.

His blog posts, e-mails, and photos indicate he's been having a great time, training hard, meeting people, watching Southpark, and learning some German. All great stuff. But has he become more "Euro?" Can he replace the international flair we lost when Magnus left?

So I wonder, Dave, on a "Euroness" scale from Rack 'em Willy to let's say, Filippo Pozzato, how Euro are you right now?

- Andrew

A few pictures from Sunday's CSU Rollerski Race in Amherst

Chris Nabel

Meri Burruss

Update from Cambridge

So it is finally getting cold here in Cambridge with the first winter hats showing up at practice this week.

We've had some good workouts in the past few days as most the team is getting healthy again.

Many of us skied in a 15k rollerski race last weekend in Amherst, MA put on by CSU. The team on the whole skied rather well with Ollie beating out Frank Feist in the men's classic and everyone else performing admirably. As expected, I managed to break another roller ski team (many thanks to Jan Burruss for the resupply).

A few other notes...

We're happy to welcome Jim Grundy back to the team this week. His return has been a very welcome addition to the team.

We need it to start snowing around Devil's Thumb, CO as most the team will be heading out there not long from now (the 20th of November) for training camp at a house provided by our own Trevor Petach.

Happy birthday to Tannis tomorrow! Her mother's cookies were amazing both this week at practice and last - all the team is thankful!

In conclusion:

You go through life being told there's justice.
Then you learn that the only real justice, is the justice you take.

-Andrew (with help from Chris)

Let's get some shoes

This morning Anders and I went out for a run on the bike path. We had to do the bike path because Anders needed to observe a store in a low-income neighborhood for his sociology class. With that in mind, I took him to Food Town, which is near the North Cambridge towers right next to Laundry Town. I guess it was an eye opening experience.

On the way back I found a fly pair of adidas sneakers just past Danehey Park. They're sick and I plan on wearing them with my tuxedo tonight. Baller status.


That's legit exactly what they look like. Free things are baller, particularly pink-camo adidas. They're exactly the sort of shoes I'd want but never would have the balls to buy.

Also, in response to the worst two and a half minutes Dave has spent on YouTube, watch this video: Friday Night Nights. It's probably the funniest thing I've watched this week.

"I'm on one of the most important teams in the world."

-- O

Insert Poetic, Sophisticated Title Here

1. Hi.
   
2. This post is not super about skiing and like stuff.
   
3. However, I did just turn in an assignment which was a a film review, plot synopsis and critique of The Matrix I. This I now consider to be the low-point of my academic career.

I did hear that everyone on the ski team is switching to ESPP faster than most American homes are switching to Hi-Def. That tickles me inside, guys. Even Coaches Broomhall, Graves and City have refocused their research and made the leap. However, I believe Outwater is still bio-chem. Bio-chem.

Oh, I do have a ski related story for this post. Last night I went for a rollerski down to Völs. Yep, night. Headlamped it. I cruised out the bike path next to the Autobahn and then on the little roads in the town. It was great. All the little kids were trick or treating, I told them I was a cross country superhero. They laughed and told me that simply wasn't possible, as Magnus Grimeland is the only true cross country superhero. Anyway, some little punks at the busstop didn't take too kindly to me as I went by and started setting up the stick in front of the rollerblader trick, Big Daddy style for my return down the hill, but I just took apart my heart rate monitor strap on the way down and threw the small parts at their eyes to distract 'em.

So, yeah. That's the skiing quota for the post. Rollerskiing at night was actually a super bad idea, because my little 3-Led headlamp did next to nothing, I hit alot of sticks on the bike path and the return to Innsbruck on the bike path was very much like rollerskiing next to a major highway with high beams in your eyes.

Fast times. While blogging, I'm watching a you tube video called Freak Wave Yacht. The header is " Watch This Freak Wave Slam into this Yacht." I'll consider this the worst two minutes and forty seconds I've spent on you tube.



Last point, I think that we should publish and sell this blog under the title: The Gravey Train with Biscuit Wheels, A Year of Living Dangerously. It'll be a direct competitor to Bill McKibben's book and we can get Dave Zabriskie to write the introduction.

That's it. Sorry to pollute the blog with this senseless banter. Since there's no photo evidence of my late night ski, except the cell phone video footage the punks at the bus stop took of me, I'll post a picture of a race car that I saw in Sölden. Bloggers love race cars.


Over and out.

dave