A backcountry ski tour to Carruthers Peak weaves together practical gear and navigation with a lyrical meditation on new shoes as renewal. The narrator skis steep terrain at Torre Brothers, loses control, crosses an icy creek, and finds joy in the transformation that comes with starting fresh.
Stranded in the spooky town, stopped at the square, and then the moon runs down, floor's crackling cold. She took my heart, I think she took my soul, with the moon out of her. Far from the carnage of the fire ring, All right, so we've got all our gear packed—skins, food, water, some safety equipment, map and compass—and we're off to Carruthers Peak for a backcountry tour for the day. There was something missing in my day-to-day life. So I quickly opened the wardrobe, pulled out some jeans and a t-shirt that seemed clean, topped it off with a pair of old shoes that were ripped around the seams. And I thought, these shoes just don't suit me. Hey, I put some new shoes on and suddenly everything's right. I said, hey, I put some new shoes on and everybody's smiling. It's so vital, no short on money but long on time. Slowly strolling in the sweet sunshine and I'm running late and I don't need an excuse 'cause I'm wearing my brand new shoes. Woke up late one Thursday and I'm seeing stars as I'm rubbing my eyes and I felt like there were 2 days missing as I focused on the time. Then I made my way to the kitchen, but I had to stop from the shock of what I found. A room full of all of my friends, all dancing round and round. And I thought, hello, new shoes, bye-bye blues. Hey, I put some new shoes on and suddenly everything's right. I said, hey, I put some new shoes on and everybody's smiling. It's so inviting. No short on money but long on time. Slowly showing in the sweet sunshine, and I'm running late, and I don't need an excuse 'cause I'm wearing my brand new shoes. Take me wandering through these streets where bright lights and angels meet. Stone to stone, they take me on I'm walking till the break of dawn. Take me wandering through these streets where bright lights and angels meet. Stone to stone, they take me on. I'm walking till the break of dawn. Hey, I put some new shoes on and suddenly everything is right. I said, hey, I put some new shoes on and everybody's So we've made it to the Torre Brothers. Lovely weather. Steep skiing down the outside. Pretty good. You're out of control, man. You're out of control. Go, go, go! Fast is what you want to do. Go, go, go! That was fairly dodgy. Look at that, look at the ice that you skied across. This galley about to do the dodgiest creek crossing between those rocks, over that stream, up on this bank. Here he comes. Oh yes!
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