November 26 [Monarch Mountain]
November 26
I woke up before Peggy did, and I snuggled up against her back and I hadn't meant to but that woke her up. She rolled onto her back and stretched out and I think for a moment she forgot that I was there, 'cause she almost smacked me in the muzzle with her arm.
She reached out of the bed to get her portable telephone and she was kind of squinting her eyes against the bright screen when she looked to see if any of her friends had sent her a telegram to say where they were.
When Peggy saw the message, she gave a little cheer, 'cause her friend Victoria who I'd met when we had dinner together said that she and Lindsay were at Monarch Mountain, which Peggy said was her favorite ski resort. She said that it wasn't as well-known as some of the others so not as many people went there, and it had the best courses.
So she got up and she said that she was going to take a quick shower to wake herself up but not too much 'cause she was going to get all sweaty on the course, and she said that we'd have breakfast and maybe pack something for lunch today so we could eat right after we got there, and then after that we'd spend all weekend on the slopes, and we'd plan on coming back on Monday, maybe, or if the snow conditions stayed nice we could go to some of the other ski resorts. She said that there was some stuff at Breckenridge that was a lot of fun, but it would be super-crowded all weekend, which made it not as much fun because you had to be careful not to crash into other people and couldn't concentrate as much on what you were doing.
She told me that one nice thing about Kalamazoo getting done with classes early in the Fall Quarter was that everyone else was still in school, so during the week there wouldn't be as many people at the resorts.
Peggy had to wait a little bit for her shower, 'cause while we were talking, John had gotten up and he was in the shower, but that gave her time to find the clothes she was going to wear today.
I went downstairs when she went into the bathroom, and pretty soon John came down in his bathrobe. He went to the living room and turned on the Christmas tree, and then he started to make coffee and asked me if I wanted any and I said that I would like it and I bet Peggy would, too.
He got the newspaper while the coffee was brewing, and I thought that maybe I could help us out and make sandwiches for lunch. I knew where everything was, so I got out some bread and the peanut butter and jelly and I wasn't that good at making them because it was really hard to spread the peanut butter without the bread getting away from me.
I was still struggling with the sandwiches when Peggy came downstairs and she took her portable telephone out of her pocket and said that this was going to go on YouTube and made a movie of me making sandwiches which I thought was a silly thing to make a movie of, especially since I wasn't very good at it.
I thought that I should make four, 'cause that way we could each have two, and I stacked them off to the side once I'd finished each sandwich. And when I had the whole stack made, Peggy stopped taking a movie of me and opened another drawer and got out little plastic bags to put the sandwiches in so that they'd stay fresh and not drip jelly all over. Then she went looking through the refrigerator and got some carrots and celery and apples that we could also eat, and she showed me how to make ants on a log, which was celery with peanut butter and raisins.
We had cereal and oatmeal for breakfast, and we also shared a bagel with cream cheese.
Peggy noticed that the front page of the newspaper said that Fidel Castro had died yesterday, and John said that it was kind of sad. He said that when he was a kid, Castro was always saying things like 'death to America', and he thought that Castro's foreign policy strategy was to stay in power until a president came along that he could deal with.
I wanted to know if it had worked, and John said that Obama had ended the embargo, so apparently it had.
I thought it was kind of strange how human leaders kept on changing, and it seemed like people would have trouble with the lack of consistency. It was one thing to decide that you needed a new mayor because the old one wasn't good any more, but to have the whole country have to change would really bother me, so I asked John and he said that some places did have trouble with that.
He said that Castro had been old and had health problems, so nobody was too surprised, and that he had made his brother president years ago, because he wasn't strong enough to rule any more. But he thought that some things in Cuba would be changing, because Castro had still had a lot of influence.
We were getting ready to leave when Chrissie got up, and we could hear her footsteps above us, so we decided to wait until she came downstairs so that we could say goodbye. And it wasn't too long before she did. She was still wearing her sleeping clothes, and she poured herself a cup of coffee and put some milk in it before even saying a word. I guess she didn't like getting up in the morning.
Peggy told her where we were going, too, and Chrissie reminded her to warm up first before she started trying to do any crazy stunts, and then asked me if ponies knew how to splint broken bones. John said that we wouldn't need to know because everyone knew what to do with a horse that had a broken leg, and Peggy said that we were probably more civilized than that.
But I could hear some doubt in her voice, and I wasn't sure what humans did when horses broke their legs but I was thinking that it wasn't anything good. So I said that we would go to the doctor and he could fix it. Sometimes you had to stay in the hospital for a couple of days and you usually had to wear a cast, too.
Peggy promised that we would be careful and not hurt ourselves and we'd wear our helmets, and then she remembered that I didn't have one, 'cause last time I'd borrowed one from Gates, so that was something that we were going to have to get.
There was a shop near Monarch Mountain that sold skiing and snowboarding things, so she said that we'd stop there and get one, and she went out in the garage to get a folding knife so that she could put ear-holes in it. And when she got back with that, I told her that she ought to bring some tape, too, to line the edges with so I didn't cut my ears because that was what Gates had had to do with the other helmet.
Peggy had to start up Cobalt to let it warm up, and she got a little broom out of the trunk which also had a scraper on it, and she used that to get the frost off the windows, and when she was done the inside of Cobalt was starting to get warm.
We left just after the sun got up, and drove through Colorado Springs until we got to the mountains, and then Peggy took a road that followed along the edge of the mountains, which was called the 115 Road, and we followed that all the way to the US 50, which went into the mountains.
The road stayed in a bit of a gorge at first, and then it started to climb up into the mountains, following along a stream until we got to Salida, which was a mostly flat spot, and then it went alongside another river and continued through the mountains.
It reminded me of taking the train through the Cascades, ‘cause of all the trees that went almost all the way up to the road. And there was lots of snow, which was good, ‘cause real snow was better than fake snow, and i was hoping that it would be real at Monarch Mountain, too.
It took us almost three hours before we got to Monarch Mountain, and when we got there the parking lot was really full, so we had to drive around a little bit until we found a space to park Cobalt.
They had a big building where we bought our tickets, and then we went into their supply shop so that we could get a helmet. It was really amazing how many things they had. I'd kind of gotten used to it in stores like Meijer that seemed to sell anything that you could need or want, but this store only sold things for skiing and snowboarding, and it was completely full of things.
We went around until we found the helmets that they had, and I tried a bunch of them until I found one that fit me nicely, and it was a nice silver color, too, which I liked. It was a little bit uncomfortable because had to fold my ears back to wear it and it really blocked out a lot of sound, which was a bit worrying and I kept looking around, 'cause I couldn't hear what was going on around me and even then I got surprised by one of the salesmen, and jumped back when I turned my head and he was there.
I bought the helmet and I wanted to spend some more time looking around to see what else they had but that was time that we could have been snowboarding, so I didn't ask Peggy to stay.
Before we left, she borrowed a Sharpie marker and had me put on the helmet and then touch with a hoof where each ear would be, and then we went back to Cobalt and she got out the knife and tape, and I got our lunch, and we went back inside and found a bench to sit on, and I ate while she was cutting ear-holes in my helmet. It took a couple of tries before they were the right size, because she didn’t want to cut too much of the helmet away, and she also didn’t want to cut herself by mistake.
Then she dusted the little bits of helmet off her pants and ate a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and an apple, and sent a telephone telegram to her friends to tell them that we were here, and that we still had to get dressed but they should meet us in the lobby in about fifteen minutes.
She taped up the edges of the helmet and then we went out to Cobalt to get dressed— she had to put on her snowpants and snowjacket and boots, and I had to put on my hoof-boots and my camelback and GoPro, so that when we started to do things that were fun, we could make a movie of it.
We were a little bit late, and Lindsay and Victoria were already waiting for us in the ski lodge. They couldn’t have been waiting for too long, though, ‘cause both of them still had powdery snow stuck to their clothes.
We were gonna start off with an easy trail, just to get back in practice, and even though they’d been practicing, Victoria and Lindsay wanted to go with us. I think that they just wanted to see me snowboarding, although I kind of wish that they had wanted to wait until I’d gotten a little bit of practice in.
So we all went over to the chair lifts. They all had names, just like the trails did, and we were going to take Garfield and then go down Roundabout, which connected with a bunch of other trails. There was a big map that said what they all were, and we looked at it while we were waiting for the chair lift to come around.
They still weren’t easy for me to get in, and Peggy and Lindsay both had to help push me back into the seat. If it weren’t for the moving cable overhead I could have flown in really easily, but it was kind of a confined space and I still wasn’t completely sure about how well my wings were working in the thinner mountain air, especially since we were higher up than we had been before.
Lindsay said that she liked the chair lifts because it was like flying, and then she remembered that I was sitting right next to her, and she covered her mouth ‘cause maybe she’d thought that she’d insulted me, but it was true, it was kind of like flying. There were so many things that I was so used to that I never really thought about them but were probably strange to her, like how the chair rose up into the trees, or how you were looking down on things. I bet a lot of groundponies don’t even know what the tops of trees look like.
We got to the top and got off the chair lift and I said that next time I was going to fly up unless that was against the rules. Nobody thought that it was, although Victoria said that I might have to sign a waiver, because uphill travellers were supposed to do that.
As soon as I was on the ground at the top of the trail, I went a little bit off-course and stuck my muzzle in the snow and kind of got a feel for it, and it was all real. I hadn’t been sure at the base, ‘cause down there it had been trampled by so many people, but up here I could see that it was all genuine. And Victoria said that was what Monarch Mountain was known for—they didn’t make any snow at all.
At the beginning of the trail, I was a little bit intimidated, ‘cause Lindsay and Victoria were both keeping an eye on me, and I didn’t want to crash or fall down right in front of them. I think I would have rather had a chance to practice a couple of times before I got an audience, but there was nothing I could do about it now, so I got in a good position and I waited for Peggy to go first, then I started sliding down the hill.
I was a little bit unsteady at first and had to use my wings to keep stable, which was something that I saw people doing with their arms, too. But as I went down the hill my body started to remember what I’d learned doing it before, and by midway down I’d remembered to keep my legs loose and how to twist my body to tilt the board and turn, and I could still use my wings if I needed more stability.
And I had to use them to lift the nose or the tail of the board up—the girls could do it just by leaning their bodies, but they weren’t held down in four places like I was, so bending my forelegs a little bit more only brought my muzzle closer to the board. Luckily, my flight instincts kept me from nose-diving into the snow.
When we got down to the base of the mountain, Lindsay and Victoria both said that they had some tips for me but Peggy said that they should wait until after I had a few runs under me and had gotten used to it, and she promised them that I was a lot better at it than I’d looked the first time down, and then she said that we should look into getting the uphill pass for me.
Well, at first the man didn’t want to give me one because people with snowboards weren’t supposed to have them. But he agreed to ask his manager and pretty soon his manager came over and after finding out that I was the only one who wanted one, and I just wanted it so I could fly next to the chairlift he let me have it. I had to read a bunch of rules that told me things like how I had to be careful around Snow Cats, and that downhill travel had the right of way, and then I had to sign a paper saying that I understood, and he gave me a special tag to wear, which I clipped to my camelback next to the other tag that was to let me ride the chair lift.
So when they rode the chair lift up the next time, I flew alongside, and that was nicer for them because all three of them could sit together, and I didn’t have to worry about how to get into it.
We took the same trail down a couple more times, until I was getting good at it, and while we were going back up the mountain after the third time Lindsay and Victoria gave me some suggestions for how to get a little bit better speed and how to angle my snowboard to turn sharper. And Victoria wanted to see me stop in case there was an obstacle in front of me, so the next time I went down I tried what they’d told me and it did seem a bit quicker, and when we were close to the bottom I turned the board sideways to stop. And that was really weird—my body didn’t like it when I was moving down on my side, and I had one wing down to brace myself on the snow and so the other one was open, too, which kind of helped act as a brake as I flexed it to catch the air. And then when the snowboard came to a stop I sorta fell on my side and had to struggle to get back on my hooves which I didn't like too much. It was better to stop more slowly and controlled, or else just fly over what was in my way, I thought.
The girls could all stop quicker than I could, because they could get their boards to a steeper angle.
The next time we went down the hill I showed them how I could fly over things that were in my path without even having a ramp to jump off, and I guess neither of them had expected it even though I had been flying along next to the chair lift. I guess they hadn’t expected me to be able to make a gliding start, although I don’t know why they would think that I couldn’t. Even birds could do it if they were on something that was moving fast enough, although that didn’t happen very often because birds didn’t like standing on things that were moving too quickly.
So we all agreed that we were ready for some more difficult trails, but before we went to one, Peggy wanted to go along the Skywalker trail, which ran right along the top of the mountain.
We had to take a different chair lift to get there, and it was really neat because right at the very top you could see over the mountain and to all the mountains beyond it to the west. Peggy told me that this was the continental divide, and that all the water on the east side went to the Atlantic Ocean, and all of it on the west side went to the Pacific.
There were actually two trails that went there: Skywalker, which was the easier one that we were going to do first, and then Great Divide which was a little bit more difficult but we would do next if none of us accidentally fell off the mountain.
So we went around that trail and back down and I was starting to have more fun, because I didn’t have to concentrate that hard anymore on keeping the board under me, so I could spend more time looking around and also going exactly where I wanted to, which was good because as we got further down the trail there were more people and some of them weren’t as fast as we were so we had to go around them.
When we got back to the lift, Peggy said that it was time to move to the more difficult trails, and we’d start with some of the blue square ones and then we could move on to black diamonds or the terrain park, so we went up first and went down the Great Divide trail, and then the next time we went up Peggy took us over to the pick-a-peak, which was a little butterfly that was almost like a weathervane, and you could point it to mountain peaks that were nearby and it would tell you which one it was.
We could even make out Pikes Peak, although I wouldn’t have known it if the butterfly hadn’t showed me where it was. I hadn’t expected to be able to see it at all because we’d driven for over two hours from Colorado Springs and there were so many mountains that we’d gone by.
We spent the rest of the afternoon working our way up to the black diamond trails, and we finally had to come in when it got dark, because they didn’t have any lights on the trails, and that was kind of disappointing, but we had all day tomorrow to play, too.
Peggy got out of her snowpants and snowjacket in the parking lot and put them in the back of Cobalt then helped me get undressed, too, and we were still putting things away in the car when Lindsay drove by us and rolled down her window so that she could talk. She had a Range Rover, which was a rugged, square truck. I think they were kind of rare, because I hadn’t seen very many of them.
We decided that we’d meet back at the hotel where we'd be staying and have dinner there, and then relax in the hot tubs, which I was looking forward to.
It was a short drive to get to the hotel, which was in a town called Garfield. We’d gone by it on our way to the mountain, and that was where Lindsay and Victoria were staying. So they had to get us plastic keys at the desk so that we could use the room, too. And they took their bags up to the room and then everyone put on clean clothes but nobody really felt like showering yet, ‘cause we were all hungry. Peggy had snacked on the last peanut butter and jelly sandwich while we drove over, even though it was almost frozen because it had been in Cobalt all day long.
They had a nice restaurant right in the hotel and it was a little bit crowded, so we had to wait to get a table, and Lindsay said that if we had to wait too long she would gnaw off her own leg and eat it, but I didn’t think that she really would.
Me and Peggy got a pizza to share, and they agreed to put olives on one side for me and bacon on the other for Peggy, and we were also smart and got some spinach and artichoke dip that we could all share while we waited for our food to be cooked. There were so many people in the restaurant, I thought it might take a while.
But then we got to talking and snacking on the dip, and we also had beer to drink, so it didn’t actually seem like it was that long before we got our food.
Everyone agreed that the best thing that the hotel had was the outdoor hot tubs, so after we’d finished eating, we went back to the room so that the girls could change into their swimming underwear, and they all got hotel towels to take with them, and we went out onto the little deck and got right in the hot tub. We weren’t the only ones who were relaxing in it, either, and it was a little bit crowded with everyone in there.
Since it was outside, once our eyes got accustomed to the dark, we could see millions and millions of stars and the Milky Way, and while I kept my ears turned so that I could listen to the girls, I kept my eyes up on the sky.
We stayed in the hot tub until some college-age boys who were rude and a little bit drunk came out, and they started to say some things that weren’t too nice, and I kept my eyes on one of them who kind of reminded me of the guy that Aquamarine had bucked. I hoped that it wouldn’t come to that, because if we got in a fight someone might get knocked off the balcony by mistake. But none of them did anything but talk.
The four of us went back up to our room and now everyone wanted to shower but we had to take turns. I said that I didn’t mind going last, but Victoria though that we ought to make it fair, so she wrote numbers on a piece of paper and each picked one, and I got the third shower, after Lindsay but before Victoria and I told her that I’d switch with her if she wanted and she said that I was a silly pony and that fate had decided for us.
We had a balcony that looked over the mountain, and even though I was still wet from the hot tub I went and sat out there and looked up at the stars some more, until it was my turn in the shower.
Peggy had thought to bring drinks, so after everyone was done with her shower and dressed in sleeping clothes and groomed for bed, we sat on the beds and had a couple of drinks to relax, before we finally decided to turn out the lights and go to sleep so that we’d be in good shape for tomorrow.
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Yeah, you really don't wanna know.
Getting those red fox snow hunting flashbacks there. :V
But, but AJ is the silly pony.
Silver really has advantages there being a pegasus that likes to keep ground side exersizes up as well for the legs. Its just her flight ability drops off faster, than her breathing response in the air?
Rangerover. For when you want to make sure your luxury SUV has off road capabilities, instead of the truck of the Landrover. Those are what you use when you want to install the PTO winch with greater than vehicle weight capacity, for handling cliffs.
Pony makes peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Instant viral video right there. Wonder what Silver Glow's total view count is by now
I take it that when the story will reach 2017-01-27, Executive Order 13769 will block entry of sapients from Libya, Iran, Iraq, Somalia, Sudan, Syria, Yemen, and Equestria for 90 days unless they are Christians. Miss Silver Glow will be preparing students for the Exchange-Program at that time. The Princesses will announce that the Exchange-Program will not exchange sapients with the Terran Nation the United States of America until further notice.
Question: Is Silver self aware of how adorable she is?
7904932 it has a new icon down there that just says "everyone"
7904995 so she would still send chickens?
7905425 not by human standards, that's why she is confused about everyone filming and watching her.
I wonder how well Silver would do using her wings like giant airbreaks.
Or to do a 180 and then fly uphill.
7906257 ... BURN THE HERETIC!
A good day and fun too. I hope silver takes or gets a video for remembrance.
We left
7906584 Ah. Darn. XD But I'm assuming this is near it's end, so that's not too bad. Plus, this has its own sort of charm to it. I may prefer the other fic, but this one really has a way of being heartwarming.
7906368 oh no. We can get them, I just never got around to it.
7906684 Agreed
So then I was wondering what SG would think of a human in a wingsuit. That would be a bizarre thing to combine with a ski jump...
7904995 Where are you getting "Christian"? It does not appear in the language of the real world executive order. Note that Christians are not the only minority religious group in that region.
Furthermore, the real world order only restricts seven nations, none of which are on good terms with the US anyway.
Please, stop shoehorning in things that have nothing to do with the story. Angry Walgreen's Man notwithstanding, judging by what is presented in the story, no part of the US has any beef with Equestria.
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You just keep telling yourself that and maybe you will start to believe it. Trump clearly wanted to ban Muslims and let in Christian —— ¡He said so during the election! He could not do so Constitutionally, so crafted the Executive Order to get around the Constitution. I choose to take the word of Candidate Trump at face-value.
7913528 I'm not telling myself anything that isn't a documented fact. Speaking of which, got any references for that? I never heard him specify that Christians were the ones he wanted from the Middle East.
None of which changes my point, which is that in-story, there is no evidence that there would be any support for such a move as you described. Whether he only wants Christians coming in from those seven nations or not, motivated by pandering or not, there is no evidence that he would do such a thing.
7913891
Trump wanted to ban Muslims for over an year:
In this clip from 1 of his rallies, also over an year ago, Trump tells the lie that it is harder for Christian Refugees from Syria to enter the USA than Muslim Refugees. He then states that he will change that:
If you want to lie —— ¡oopsy!, ¡I meant state alternative facts! —— I recommend that you do not claim things one can debunk with the words of the Donald from 2015. This is his promised Muslim Ban with Christian Exception that he promised the base. It is laundered a bit to try to make it Constitutional, but that fools none —— despite your protests to the contrary, this does not fool you either.
7914426 in order:
I am aware of his intent, announced during his campaign, to extensively screen muslims before allowing them entry. I do not personally recall him using the word "ban," during that time, but do not doubt that he might have. That, however, is not the same as wanting to only bring in Christians, and furthermore, it is not what he has done.
You claim he "tells the lie" that Christian Syrians have a harder time getting in to the US. This is not supported by your video clip, where he claims to have been told that Christian Syrians have a harder time geting in to the US. Then he says (vaguely) that he will change that. There is nothing to indicate that said change would be to give preferential treatment to Christians, although it is true that there is also nothing to indicate that said change would not be to give them preferential treatment, either.
I state no falsehoods, and find the concept of alternative facts disgusting. You have yet to debunk anything I have said, with Mr. Trump's words or anyone else's. I will not claim that the executive order in question is not meant to function as a "Muslim Ban with Christian Exception," because it would be impossible to prove, either way. However, I continue to claim that (to my knowledge) no such thing was explicitly promised.* I also claim that the executive order in question is not very good at being such a thing, as it excepts all minority religions in that region, of which Christianity is only one.
I believe the source of our disagreement is this: you were describing intent. The "spirit of the law" as some would say. Also, something that is almost impossible to prove, one way or another. As such, not really worth discussing, since it relies so much on point of view.
I was (and am) describing effect. The so-called "letter of the law."
Then there was the whole (bizarre) equivalency thing you did, where you described a ban including Equestrian nationals, in the story setting, on account of their being non-Christians, as if it followed naturally from the real world's ban, when the events of the story, alongside those of the real world, do not support such a conclusion. For starters, if the Trump of the story had any interest in shutting the door on Equestria, it would have been mentioned in the story, as SG's friends would surely have mentioned it to her, and she would surely have put it in her journal.
Please don't attribute to me such things as willful ignorance or wishful thinking. It is insulting. When I ask for references it is not because I am ignoring truth, but rather, because I am seeking it.
*Implied promises (the opposite of explicit promises) are only worth the paper they're printed on, which is to say, they are worth nothing, as they are not printed on any paper. If they were, they would not be implied. Thusly, they have no weight or substance, and end up being meaningless.
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When I am wrong, I admit it —— ¡truth is important! He hear-said that it was hard for Christian Refugees.
2 things are important about this hear-say:
* It was not true.
* We had provisions for persecuted religious minorities.
Let us look at the facts:
Trump lists 7 Majority-Muslim Countries where he
* blocks refugees and immigration from the majority religion (Islam) and
* allow immigration and refugees from the minority religions (Chiefly Christianity).
Acting Attorney General Sally Q. Yates, looking at the preponderance of the evidence such as what Candidate Trump said back in 2015 and how ban applies, determined that the ban targets a religious group and refused to enforce it. Trump, in a move similar to the Saturday Night Massacre, fired Sally Q. Yates.
When the Senate confirmed Sally Q. Yates, Senator Jeff Sessions asked her whether she would resist illegal Executive Orders. Now, the shoe is on the other foot and it is clear that Jeff Sessions will be a rubberstamp.
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I forgot to mention why Trump would hate the sapients of Equus:
Trump hates humans of different colors, is xenophobic about humans of different nations, hates humans with unfamiliar religions, and mistreats female humans. ¿How do you believe he would feel about nonhuman sapients? ¿How do you feel he would treat nonhuman sapients?
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You know, being a gu who sell ski helmet, my first thought if someone showed up with an helmet with hole in it would be "The structural intergity is compromised, useless!" and promptly proceed to sell you a new one. But what do I know, I don't make them, I just sell them.
After thinking about it a bit, I would've use a bike helmet instead, with pre-made hole. Silver don't really need a full helmet to keep herself warm, rigth?
7904648
Luckily, Equestrian medicine has gotten past that point.
Or, considering that they don't have firearms, maybe it hasn't reached that point yet.
If there were snowfish or snowcrabs, you know that Silver Glow would be catching them.
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There is an advantage to exercising her whole body, and not just her wings. And yes, her flight ability drops off about on par with her ability to breathe at altitude.
For the people who want a comfortable, fairly competent off-road machine. If Lindsay really wanted to do proper off-roading, she's have a CJ, or an International Scout.
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7904932
Well, of course. Who doesn't want to see a pony struggling with a jar of peanut butter? And her total view count is surely in the tens of millions, possibly hundreds of millions.
7904995
Well, we'll never find out, since the story ended before that.
7905425
Not really. If ponies thought that they were adorable, nothing would get done in Equestria.
7905551
(reminds me of The Professional: "Bring me everyone.")
She can do both. Although her instincts aren't usually to kill all her forward momentum, that's basically what she does when she flares before a landing.
7906283
7906308
She's got her GoPro, so she'll get some footage from that. And of course lots of people are likely to be taking videos of her.
7906591
Well, the good news now is that I'm done with this one, and so as soon as I get caught up on comments I'm going to get back to other fics, including OPP.
7907119
But I so want to smuggle candy corn and candy pumpkins into Canada.
7907147
That would be an awesome thing to combine with a ski jump.
And of course, it's something that Silver Glow can do whenever she wants.
7940896
After thinking about it a bit, I would've use a bike helmet instead, with pre-made hole. Silver don't really need a full helmet to keep herself warm, rigth?
Yeah, she doesn't need the full helmet. I was thinking she was wearing something like this:
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Which would look like the one she sometimes wore while flying:
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8016744
That'll be so ghastly.
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Good news everypony!
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We have just invented a new treatment for broken legs! It's fast and affordable!
Wait, then did she-- Ohh... That kind of buck.
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Yeah, the kind of buck he's going to really be feeling in the morning . . . and possibly several other mornings after that.
At least the horseshoe shaped bruises will be a constant reminder of why you don't come up behind a horse.
Instinctive pony wake up snuggles! Best wake up cause!
So sweet how quick her parents get used to just, having a pony in the kitchen wanting coffee.
Silly bread not making pony have easy time making noms.
And Silver just paid for this entire ski trip with that video of her making sandwiches. If Peggy had put one of them up on e-bay she could have been set for years.
Yeeeeaaaahhhhh, constantly changing leaders has its pros and cons. But lets face it, for the most part, not much really changes day to day, unless you get some really out there idiot running things.
Yeah...... there's a reason no one has brought up to her the whole "Broke a leg" thing for horses.... bad humans! No tell pony this!
Smart pone, thinking ahead to bring the tape so no ear ouchies!
Wise pony, real snow is better then fake snow.... but then again, given ponies MAKE the snow anyway, wouldn't all snow be 'fake' snow in Equestria?
Pony is so lost when the pony radar dishes get impaired.
Yay pony snowfun movies!
Well yeah, of course people want to see pony snowboard.
Silly humans, ponies no get triggered by you saying things that are true, or silly.
Yeah, even if she won't actually be in the path of any of the hazards, they will still make her sign the waiver just to be safe.
Pega-perks, good recovery from snow board wrecks before you really look silly.
And here we see more ponies making everything odd and weird and "I'll get my manager" who still just ends up letting the pony do what pony wants because Pony.
Pony snowboarding like a human has to look so weird. Also where's Lyra when they need her, I"m sure she'd get the hang of human style quick.
More #pegaperks able to just say "Ha ha buck you" to trail hazards and fly over them.
Pffffft, at least if Silver fell off the mountain she could just fly right back up.
Silly slow people, make way for pony!
I still love how she jut admits all this is just them playing, no need to hide it, it's fun, why deny it's fun and just playing for fun?
By this point, how many exchange ponies have learned the awesome power of being a Pony making them immune to nearly every line with the right look? Let us be glad Silver has not learned of this.
Good noms and a hot tub with her friends? Is very happy pony time.
Pony should have bucked the asshole off the balcony just on principal.
Yes, Silver is a very silly pony who cares about her humans being happy a bit too much sometimes.
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Yes, they are.
Silver Glow didn’t say, but I bet she was hoping for boob pillow. I bet Meghan knows to roll on her back when pony nudges her.
Honestly, that might not be the strangest thing the parents of a college student have had to adapt to.
That’s the downside of making PB&J, magnified by her not having hands.
Yes, she did.
That’s the thing that a lot of people don’t get. Sure, you’ve got the president, but most of the real decisions that affect everybody’s day to day life are decided at a much lower level, state or local. And that often stays more consistent than the guy (or girl) at the top of the pile.
Just the same, from Silver Glow’s point of view, they’ve got a good princess, and they’ve had the same good princess for over a thousand years, so that’s a point in favor of consistency.
From everything I’ve read, it generally is the more humane thing to do, because of the way that horse legs work and the difficulty of healing. Not that it can’t be done, of course. Also, even if ponies are virtually identical biologically to Earth equines, they probably would have figured out ways to fix broken legs. Which is probably something else that ponies could specialize in on Earth. A pony doctor working for a well-known equine vet could make a fortune fixing expensive horses.
Unlike some people, she’s smart enough to learn from past mistakes.
It depends, I guess. They make it with more craftsmanship than the snow machines do, and I suspect that while they may prototype certain snowflakes, their general process is the right kinds of clouds in the right places at the right times, and they provide encouragement to the natural processes.
Well, given that her hearing is probably as important a sense as her vision (of course, on IRL horses I think it’s their #1 sense).
Once again, this whole trip will be profitable for Peggy no matter what they wind up doing or where they wind up staying.
If she’s bad, good, or great, it’s still an excellent movie.
There’s probably stuff you could say that would offend them, but generally stating the obvious doesn’t bother them at all.
Blame the legal department for that. I bet ponies haven’t invented lawsuits.
In most open-air environments, flying over the hazard is generally successful.
Low-level employees often aren’t allowed to make exceptions, even for obvious cases. Which of course sometimes winds up being really silly.
Silly . . . or awesome.
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Silver’s big disadvantage is that she relies too much on her wings, and they don’t work like she expects when she’s bipedial and sideways. A pony without, especially an earth pony, would probably do better bipedial.
Yeah, for her the only real trail hazards are overhead wires and tunnels, as long as she’s got enough warning to pull up.
Yes, she could. Crumbly cliff edges and such aren’t a problem for pegasi.
“Look out, pony coming through!”
That’s the thing. There’s nothing wrong with saying the purpose of doing something is because its fun.
Cayenne has almost certainly learned this. On the other hand, ponies seem to like lines, and they tend to be rules-oriented, so they might be annoyed at not getting to be in the line with everybody else.
The best time.
“You’re awfully cheeky for someone who can’t fly.”
There’s never too much caring about her humans being happy. That’s why she’d be a great herd leader.
That's true. I forgot about that. I think it was negotiated under his brother, wasn't it? That was when Fidel's health was deteriorating.
L:"It's just like flying!"
V:"Oy! Lindsay, you filthy racist!"
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"Silly pony" is a term of endearment now.
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I think so, yeah. I think that Fidel was most of the way or all the way out of Cuba’s leadership, and maybe he wasn’t shouting ‘death to America’ as loudly as he used to. I can’t remember if Trump tried to re-do the embargo, or sort of left it alone.
Silver’s got the right attitude when it comes to things like that . . . enjoy that the humans can appreciate soaring through the air, even if it’s only for a brief moment on a snowsurfboard, or sitting on a chair lift.
As well it should be.
There are probably lots of things that rules don't cover yet because humans can't do them. Upon research, James Randi's prize is apparently defunct and Randi himself dead, but there's still over a million dollars the ponies have claimed. One of them is even specifically claimable just by being an alien. (Source)
"Well, I didn't need to take a chair lift at all because wings are awesome, but you know what I mean."
(Pretty great that Derpy is a pegasus, for this context)
"Well, it might still work out if I fell off the mountain. Again, pegasus."
"Except me, of course. Silly humans."