One time I was skiing the Swiss Alps, Gstaad Palace. The conditions at the base of the resort were pretty brutal, snowing sideways, foggy but I had to give it a go. So I get on the chairlift, the thing is swaying to and fro, it's cold as hell.
About halfway up the conditions change, the wind dies down, the snow stops. I think to myself, I am going to get some good runs in for sure.
Anyway, I get off the lift turn around and look down the mountain and just then the sky opens up, the clouds part and the sun breaks through. The far off, massive peaks are visible, the new fallen snow, and down below the fog is still there. On top of the world. If you could picture what heaven looks like, this was it.
Normally, I am not a big "wow look at that" type, but this was one thing I will never forget. I saw colors that day that I could not describe, and that I thought solemnly that I would never see it again.
Then I looked into Russell Wilson's eyes.
