Fall Line Fiddler

Boots snap tight in the parking lot chill

Steam from the breath

From the nerves

From the thrill

Map in my glove

But the trail signs blur

“I’ll follow the fall line

Watch this

” I purr

I’m a fall line fiddler on a double black diamond

Heart doing reels while the edges keep time

Skatin’ past fear like the snow’s on assignment

Carving out jigs in a steep-pitched rhyme

(hey!) fall line fiddler on a double black diamond

Skis sing sharp where the brave won’t climb

If I’m going down

I’ll be laughing and sliding

Dancing that drop ‘til the cowbells chime

Cornice like a cliff with a whispering lip

Friends yelling “You’re mad!” as I point ‘em straight in

Snow in my beard

Little tear in my zip

But my feet tap steps to the tune in my grin

I’m a fall line fiddler on a double black diamond

Heart doing reels while the edges keep time

Skatin’ past fear like the snow’s on assignment

Carving out jigs in a steep-pitched rhyme

(hey!) fall line fiddler on a double black diamond

Skis sing sharp where the brave won’t climb

If I’m going down

I’ll be laughing and sliding

Dancing that drop ‘til the cowbells chime

Heel turn

Hop turn

Snow spray

Sideburns

Every near-miss

Every wild hairpin

Feels like a ceilidh in my shins (woah)

I’m a fall line fiddler on a double black diamond

Heart doing reels while the edges keep time

Skatin’ past fear like the snow’s on assignment

Carving out jigs in a steep-pitched rhyme

(hey!) fall line fiddler on a double black diamond

Skis sing sharp where the brave won’t climb

If I’m going down

I’ll be laughing and sliding

Dancing that drop ‘til the cowbells chime