Two years ago, sitting on a chair lift at our local ski area, three friends decided they wanted to go to the Olympics in Vancouver. There had been a small article in the Ski Patrol magazine recently, announcing a call for patrollers to volunteer. I already had done one Olympics (Atlanta 1996, Olympic Park) and had been looking for an opportunity to go to a Winter Olympics. I had been all ready to go to Salt Lake - I was assigned to transportation services, driving athlete families - but at the last minute was unable to go. Mostly due to lack of finances. Not this time. We started saving our pennies after that day on the lift. Rhonda had never done an Olympics, but Stas had worked at several World Cup events out at Squaw, and up in Alaska too, I believe.
We waited almost a year and a half before we heard anything. On our applications we were told we needed to commit to a minimum of 10-12 days. When I got the offer to go to the Olympics, at Whistler, for the alpine events I was ecstatic! Then I read my schedule....three weeks and a day?!! Good Lord! I wouldn't have a job or a husband to come to after three weeks! After making contact with our patrol supervisor out in BC, we made a deal. We would be assured three places at the Paralympic alpine events, together, for two weeks. Much as we really wanted to do the Olympics, this would have to do!
So here we are, one week away from our trip. Stas left today...she has friends and family in Vancouver to visit. This is it, planning time is over, time to pack and hit the road! Watch out Vancouver, the Fun Girls From Mount Pilot are headed your way!
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