The difference between a rational expectation of an ordered world and blind faith that the world is ordered is a very fine one.
Every few seconds I was swinging between the two.
It was at Vail, America’s largest and arguably best skiing resort. And I was not skiing. There were other things to do than the standard day of skiing. For a start it was night.
Imagine an ordinary bicycle. Imagine someone taking off the pedals and throwing them away and then replacing each wheel with a short ski. And there you have a ski-bike. The rider wears ski boots each with a 30cm ski attached and uses them and the bicycle handlebar to steer. There are no brakes. Let me repeat that. There are no brakes.
Instead the rider negotiates down the ski-slopes like a skier, using turns to slow down and to prevent catastrophic crashes into the firs and aspen forests.
I haven’t finished yet. You do this ski-biking at night, armed with a miner’s lamp. There are no lights illuminating the slopes.
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