Archive - Sports Article
June 29th, 2012
It is hard enough to spot downhiller Stacey Cook on a downhill course.
Mammothâ€™s Olympic downhiller is by you in a whooshâ€”a split-second of wind and snow, set against an audible backdrop of oohs and aahs.
But last week, she outdid herself.
With a roar of jet engines, Cook and Olympic teammate Kelly Clark buzzed by Mammoth Mountain in a U.S. Navy fighter jet from Fallon, Nev., leaving her and Clark as exhausted as a downhill race or a day in the halfpipe.
Thirty-four years ago, on a hot July day in Idaho Falls, Idaho, my mother grabbed her five kids, ages 6 to 13 years old, her reluctant husband, a long-nosed collie dog, and herded us all into the wilderness backcountry for the first time.
We wore Levis and flannel shirts and giant, five-pound leather boots with thick soles that killed our young and tender feet with gleeful abandon.
We carried awkward, heavy external frame packs that killed our young and tender shoulders and hips with equal abandon.
The Summer Solsticeâ€”the longest day and shortest night of the yearâ€”occurred last week, heralding the beginning of summer in the Western Hemisphere.
The long days make summer the idyllic time for outdoor pursuits and backyard barbeques. But for stargazers, the short nights present something of a challenge.
â€śIt doesnâ€™t really get totally dark until after midnight and it begins to lighten up by 4 a.m.,â€ť said local, retired astronomer Ron Oriti.
"If you never want to go hiking with me again, I completely understand."
It was supposed to be a quick run up to the White Mountains to watch last Sundayâ€™s eclipse, then another quick run down the mountains and home to Mammoth in time for Monday morningâ€™s work deadline.
I wasnâ€™t expecting muchâ€”just a few hours away from home, a good campfire and meal, and a glimpse of the eclipse.
Disabled Sports Eastern Sierra held its annual Springtacular for all the “Stars” (participants) with cognitive and developmental disabilities from April 23 - 26.
For veteran downhiller Steven Nyman, Mammoth is a re-start.
Fishing entrepreneur Ronnie Kovach, who last weekend led seminars for anglers in the Village, got a surprise phone call at the otherworldly time of 8 a.m. last Saturday.
It sure would be a bummer if you came up all the way to Crowley Lake, only to wait in long lines for a boat inspection.
Anticipation for a fishing season hasn’t been this big in a decade.
That big hog of an Alpers trout?
The Owens River is that big river out east of Mammoth that cuts a fine, green line through the sage and rabbit brush foothills of the Eastern Sierra, rolling along the feet of the mountains like a blue and silver snake.
Length: 1-8 miles one way
Mammoth made a strong presence last weekend in Seattle, where eight people were inducted into the U.S. Ski and Snowboard Hall of Fame.