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It was almost a perfect day
By Will Maines

WHO KNEW THAT at age 62 I would have the time of my life skiing one of my best American Birkebeiner races ever. I sure didn’t, but there I was last Saturday cruising along and enjoying myself immensely.
The day started with a glitch when I remembered, four miles down the road toward the start line, that I had forgotten my poles. No big deal; one U-turn, a little heckling and the ski poles were aboard. My Birkie was back on schedule.
After that it was nearly a perfect day. My wax worked perfect, and for the first 200 yards after my wave of Classic skiers took off I was in the lead pack of 25 racers. One hundred yards later the freight train proceeded to pass me by, but who cared, I was out in front when we passed by the local TV cameras, and that’s the important thing.

Tuesday, February 28, 2012 11:28 AM

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