On February 25, 2009 I was at the top of Stump Alley in a very severe white-out accompanied by terrific winds. I had made a couple turns and, due to the extremely poor visibility, I was somewhat disoriented. As I was preparing to make another turn a gust of wind caught me off guard. I slid a few inches and came down in a very awkward position, the result of which was a fractured tibia.
Fortunately a very stong young woman (Chrissie or Kristy?(sp.) came along and helped me up. She stayed with me for several more turns. I had hoped to make my way down the hill; however the pain in my left leg became unbearable and I collapsed. Soon a ski host appeared and we discussed my situation. The host rather abruptly dismissed Chrissie. I have always regretted not properly thanking her for all her help and patience. I hope she may read this, recall the event and contact me by e-mail (during our ski trip to Mammoth in 2010 I inquired at several ski bases and shops regarding if anyone might know of this young woman who, I am sure, is an expert skier). No luck!