Word: skying
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...very popular among composers. One notable exception is Krzysztof Penderecki, 45, a Polish Roman Catholic. He has written a St. Luke's Passion (1966), Dies Irae, an oratorio for the victims at Auschwitz (1967) and a Magnificat (1974). For the past four years, Penderecki (pronounced Pen-de-ret-ski) has labored on a huge, lofty project: recasting Milton's epic poem, Paradise Lost, into an opera. But last week, in its world premiere at the Lyric Opera of Chicago, Penderecki's huge effort failed to justify the ways...
...Kentucky Derbys, heavyweight championship fights. So there is much in this huge, flawlessly reproduced collection that is born of the right time and the right place. But Leifer also sat on teetering ladders, leaned out of helicopters, strapped himself or his cameras along rails on the homestretch, or under ski jumps. Searching for the special angle, he found a special vision. These are photographs of insight as well as drama, and, unlike most sports photography, more rewarding for what they reveal about the players than the games...
...Rustler, the Snow Pine--the Snow Pine was ours, cheapest of them all and at the end of the line. To get up to the road, we walked up a set of tunnel--like stairs. When you start, you can barely see the light. Below the lodges is the ski basin, rising from the basin is the ski area and behind the road, in back of the lodges, is the cliff. The ski area and the cliff of snow face each other, as parallel as any downhiller would like his Hexcels...
...they didn't think it was as bad as all that. The lifts were standing just fine and the problem was contained. The lodge owners, the ski patrol used the language of war when they spoke of the situation. They didn't let us out that afternoon but said things would clear up by morning. Ski in an area when you could sneeze and the Central Bowl would fall down on top of you? Thanks, but no thanks...
...okay to ski tomorrow," Joe Capp, owner of the Snow Pine, told us. "They're going to blast it all away this afternoon." Blast? Oh yeah, didn't you know, they fire Howitzer shells into the side of the mountain to make the snow come down. That way you didn't take the chance that someone would be skiing or standing in the way of an area with avalanche potential. Predictability was the key-take the risk out of it; shoot it down from those little wooden sheds on the snow cliff-with the World War II heavy guns mounted...