Wes Palmer at home (literally and figuratively) on the range. |
STORY No. 46
WES PALMER
WES PALMER
Age 55
Kremmling Colorado
Winter Park Ski Club &
Steamboat Winter Sports Club
The year was 1988, the US
National Championships, Steamboat Springs, Colorado. The weather, the hills and the event were all
perfect. The US Jumping Team was in the
process of selecting the Olympic Team for Calgary. I believe some were already on the team. What a great bunch of skiers and coaches-the
team seemed to be on the right track, headed up by Greg Windsperger, better
known as Winnie.
Back then the competition was
held on the 70 and 90 meter hills. The
masters jumped on the 50, 70 and 90 meter hills. The masters seemed to have a large field of
jumpers, most of whom combined the meet with a vacation-powder skiing, western
atmosphere, great town and great competition.
Many brought their wives and families.
It was a great time for everybody to get together. With this many jumpers and fans and families,
Kris Severson’s dad came up with the great idea to have a masters Calcutta
auction prior to the jumping. Mr.
Severson, John Fetcher, Marv Crawford and many jumping families pulled together
and put on a nice event. After a day of
training, the Calcutta was held in a ballroom out at the mountain, Mt.
Werner. Happy hour was 5-6, auction at
6. Everyone seemed to be very thirsty
that evening, we do live in a dry climate, you know. I’m guessing that there were 200 plus who
showed up at the event with a lot of enthusiasm. It was announced about 5:30 that all of the
proceeds made after the payout would go to the US Ski Jumping Team. I looked over at Winnie and you could see the
dollar signs in his eyes. He really lit
up. Lit up and fired up left the
scene. What’s up with that, I thought.
Enter the auctioneer, Cookie
Lockhart, “Cookie”, a local icon, dressed in her full western outfit- a big
10-gallon white Stetson cowboy hat, followed by a colorful western polyester
suit, cowboy boots and adorned by a huge turquoise squash blossom
necklace. Cookie was a stout woman,
Steamboat tough, used to ride broncs in the rodeo against the men. No ski jumper born east of Winter Park had
ever seen a woman quite like Cookie.
Cookie gets up on the stage and welcomes everyone to Steamboat and
announces that the Calcutta “will get rollin’ soon”. After a few more adult beverages, it
starts.
Where in the hell is Winnie? Wait, holy ****, there he is, walking into
the room like John Wayne, dressed in his jumping suit, helmet, goggles and
ready to wow the crowd the “Winnie Way”.
Winnie made a big mistake that night when he jumped up on Cookie’s stage. He showed his inrun position, his airflight
and his landing, flexing all the while, making a real show. You must remember those suits back then
weren’t red or pink, they were both, sexy even?
Winnie stole the show which didn’t set well with Cookie. Who is this guy on Cookie’s stage? Winnie, explaining to the partially shocked
crowd why they should spend a lot of money on him, was pointing out that he was
the buy of the night.
Cookie at that point had had
enough of the Winnie show and grabbed the mike away and started asking
questions-age, height, status, etc. I
thought this was going well for Winnie as she was being easy on him. I was mistaken-about that time Cookie reaches
over and grabs Winnie’s crotch. “Wow”,
Cookie cries out, “I’m going to start the bidding on you, buy you and take you
home.” Winnie’s face turned the same
color as his suit. Not another word came
out of Winnie’s mouth all night. Half
the crowd was in shock and the other half was laughing so hard they couldn’t
stop. I happened to be one of the
latter…
Steamboat Cowgirl- 1, Head Ski
Jumping Coach-0
Hope no one feels thrown under
the bus….. Happy Trails!
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