Middle-aged Ski Bum

My new column in National Post: "When are you too old to become a ski bum?" opens

"Life is difficult enough without throwing yourself off the side of a mountain." That was my uncle Gerry's opinion on skiing, and through most of my life the advice seemed sound. American friends expressed amazement that I could have grown up in Canada without learning to parallel or slalom. I answered: "Growing up in Canada, I learned to minimize my exposure to snow and frost."

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