I started skiing at a young age. Growing up in New York's Hudson Valley
region, my Dad took me and my 3 older siblings to ski the Catskill Mountains a
few times each year. I took lessons on the "bunny slope" my first year, where
I learned the pizza, french fries technique. Soon enough, I was skiing Green Circle (beginner)
trails with my siblings. This is where I learned the value of commit or quit.
When you fall, you can either give up and slide down the rest of the way, or
you can get back up and try it again. When I did fall, I remember hating
everything about skiing. I was a slow, impatient learner, but my Dad stayed
right there with me. If he hadn't picked up my skis, poles, goggles, etc.
every time I had a "yard sale" (my fall caused my equipment to scatter across
the mountain), I probably would've never returned to the cold, snowy mountains
that I now love.
My Dad helped me improve to the point where I could comfortably ski Blue
Square (intermediate) trails. He injured his knee around this time and that
took a big bite out of his time spent on the mountain. But, by then I was old
enough to join my middle school's ski club. Most of my friends in ski club
were proficiently skiing Black Diamond (advanced) trails. Sure, I could hang
with them, but having two separate skis strapped to each foot and two separate
poles for each hand felt unnatural and excessive. I was an intermediate skier
at best.
Around the age of 12, I became obsessed with extreme sports thanks to the rise
of the X Games. Anything I watched on TV, I wanted to try at home. I was heavy
into rollerblading, mountain biking, and skateboarding during the
summer. It came as no surprise when, during the winter of 1999, I convinced my
Dad to rent me a snowboard despite the fact that most of my close friends
still skied. My Dad is a firm believer in taking lessons to learn something
new or improve in what we already know, so I spent my first day on the bunny
slope with this rad dude who taught me the concept of heel-sliding,
toe-sliding, weight distribution, maintaining my center of gravity, and other
snowboarding essentials. I don't know whether it was the idea of another
extreme sport or the fact that being strapped onto the same board just felt
more natural to me, but I was hooked.
With my friend Phil, who
had been snowboarding for a year or so already, we taught the rest of our
friends how to snowboard. Not surprisingly, we all picked it up very quick. We
were all athletic with young bones that could handle the constant wipe-outs.
No joke, you will not be able to feel your bum for a good day or two after
learning to snowboard. The first few days, we all felt so cool snow-plowing
down the mountain. By the end of the season we were hitting tabletop kickers
with grabs and spins, always pushing each other to try new tricks.
Long story short, I'm still snowboarding. There are so many things to love
about it. I love the feeling of being on top of a mountain, of cold wind and
snow whipping across my face, of conquering mother nature and any condition
she may throw at me. It's a very liberating experience and it's something that
I work hard at each time I'm on the mountain because I never want to plateau.
I've been snowboarding for 15 years now and have never felt bored with the
sport.
Alright, now for the data-related part of this post. When I've done something
for so long, the data geek inside me starts nagging my mind with questions
like "How fast did I go?" and "How many miles did I ride today?" Questions
like these have remained a mystery up until I had a conversation with my
friend Mike 4 years ago. Mike's eyes lit up when both 'skiing' and 'iPhone
apps' came into the same sentence. Mike said to me, "Dave, have you heard of
Ski Tracks?!?" Given his seemingly over-enthusiasm on the subject, I probably
replied with some smart-ass comment like, "Yes, Mike. The lines your skis
leave in the snow... duh." Little did I know Mike's app recommendation would
add a whole new dynamic to my riding experience...
Take last weekend for example. My group of friends from Massachusetts booked a
house in NH in order to ski Gunstock Mountain Resort for our annual winter sports extravaganza. To be honest, the
trip mostly involves a bit of skiing and a bunch of eating,
drinking, hardcore puzzling,
and general merrymaking. One of the fun parts of this trip
is that I'd never been to Gunstock before. Much like any normally functioning
human being, I try to learn as much as I can from past experiences in order to
make my life a bit easier. This type of learning can be highly subjective,
however, and it's nice to incorporate a bit of hard data to my process of
learning and reflection. I obviously took Mike's app recommendation and
promptly downloaded the app Ski Tracks.
Ski Tracks allows me to do a couple of things I'd otherwise have a hard time
figuring out. When I ski, I usually get to the mountain, take a look at a
trail map, figure out a couple fun slopes to ride, then go have fun. By the
end of the day, I can never remember exactly where I skied throughout the
course of the day. With Ski Tracks, I simply turn the app on, put my iPhone
back in my pocket, and go skiing for the day. Business as usual. At the end of
the day, the Ski Tracks app uses a GPS tracker through the location services
function on the iPhone which tracks each run count, the time of each run, the
max speed and ski vertical of each run, and the lift I skied to for my next
run.
Another great feature is that it uses GPS to track my longitude and latitude
at all times, as you see here:
Ski Tracks is then able to overlay this data on a satellite image map to
create a really neat birds eye view of my day!
One of the very helpful features of this app, if I want to get up close and
personal with my data outside of the confines of my iPhone screen, is the
ability to export this data as a Keyhole Markup Language .KML file. This type of file allows me to open
the data in a desktop application like Google Earth, where I have a lot more
interactivity with the landscape.
Back in the app, another feature provides a time series view tracking my
altitude and speed throughout the day. See how I plateaued in altitude and
speed around noon? Yeah, I forgot to turn the app off while eating lunch at
the Panorama Pub...
And now for the dashboard view...
As you can see, the dashboard view of the app provides a wide variety of
helpful info about my day. Max and average speed help me bomb down at least
one of my rides during the day. So far, my max speed has been clocked in at
54.2 mph at Stratton Mountain in Vermont. To be fair, the max slope I hit at
Stratton is a 34 degree slope, compared to the 19 degree slope I hit at
Gunstock. There are few things in this world I love more than snowboarding
down a very steep slope.
One of the great things about the ski distance is that the app recognizes when
I'm skiing, 11.4 miles, and when I'm sitting on the lift, 8.5 miles. It also
tells me the number of runs I've done, not to mention the total time I spent
skiing during the day.
Ski vertical and max altitude are both great measures to help me compare how
steep one mountain is compared to another. It eliminates the wonder of, "I
think Stratton is way higher than Gunstock?" In fact, according to my Ski
Tracks app, Stratton is about 1600ft taller than Gunstock!
At the end of the day, however, it is all about the experience. I can collect
as much data as I possibly could about my day, but nothing will beat the
feeling of racing down a snow capped mountain with nothing but my snowboard's
edge keeping me up. I encourage all my readers to try skiing or snowboarding.
And for those who want a bit more out of their day, download Ski Tracks and
add some data to your ride! And hey, you can even take a picture to document
the conditions.
