Where to start without causing the mods to really want to close this thread...I am very curious as to why you started skiing again after almost forty years away, and what your overall experience was.
I was a fully-certified, full-time instructor at Park City resort from 1976-84 who worked with horses in the off-season. In 1984 a ski student offered me a job in Los Angeles, where I continued working with horses part-time, married a horse trainer, and stayed until six years ago when she and I moved to Texas and bought a small ranch.
I had a very good horse but for a variety of reasons we just weren't clicking in the show arena. Someone made a good offer and last December I sold him. I told my wife I was ready for a break and really had an urge to ski again. A Texas friend had just moved to Bend, OR and I thought I'd pay him a visit and spend a day on the slopes.
Before my Bend trip I stopped at a ski shop in Fort Worth that was going out of business and walked out the door with a new pair of new old-stock Salomon ski boots.
I signed up for a private lesson at Mt. Bachelor and suspect I gave my instructor plenty to report that evening when his wife asked him about his day.
Going up the lift I was as nervous as any first timer but I couldn't believe it - I could still ski - notwithstanding now being 64 years old with a level of fitness that came from sitting on horses and fixing fence between hours at my office desk.
For whatever reason I never paid the slightest attention to the ski industry my entire 38 years away. I was amazed by how the skis' graphics at the Fort Worth shop all looked like they were designed by graffiti artists and how much my new Salomons felt like my old Lange XLRs. Not much difference with the bindings or clothes, either, other than the helmets and the disappointing lack of Vuarnet sunglasses.
After Mt. Bachelor came trips to Park City, Taos and Winter Park and the purchase of an Ikon pass for next year. As previously mentioned I bought a pair of last year's Kastle FX86s and I really get how nowadays a guy could find himself owning a lot of skis.
I'm currently enjoying watching instructional videos and might even spring for the extra $300 it costs to renew a PSIA membership that's lapsed over five years (hah).
So, that's it. I'm that guy, recently thawed out from a thousand years inside an arctic glacier, staring in wonderment at this whole new world of skiing. I'm currently enjoying a beautiful Texas summer and looking forward to next season to say the least.
Thanks, SkiTalk.