Snowshoeing and Conquering the Iliad

You would think having grown up in the prime snowshoeing territory of Alaska, I would be a natural. Sadly this is not the case, and after flopping 12 K up a mountain this past weekend, I am very aware of my lack of innate skill. However, I am also very proud, and now that I know what I am capable of, I plan to conquer more mountains in my awkward boat-like shoe contraptions.

The mountains around the Quest campus are gorgeous to look at, but also very accessible. People come from all over the world to ski and adventure in our backyard. Sometimes when I hear the brochures bragging about how "At Quest you can go to class in the morning and ski powder in the afternoon!" it seems like just a catchy line to snag all the intellectual ski bums, but its cool to know its the truth. You see kids jumping into cars all the time after class, zipping off up the logging roads to shred the afternoon away. Cool.

On another note, my next class has begun, and I am now spending 3 hours a day delving into the land of the ancient Greeks to discover the true meaning of fate and virtue. Have you ever really thought about what virtue is? It's harder to define than you would think. Apparently, in reading all 670 pages of the Iliad I shall be enlightened. We will see.