This winter on our annual migration to Montana for a winter of making turns, I brought backup documents of my history of 60 years of making movies. I did that so I could work on my autobiography.
Lined up on a table near my computer are several dozen three-ring binders of Warren’s wanderings. Opening those binders is reliving a great life of wandering the world and discovering new places to film, mountains to climb, lifts to ride and local skiers to meet.
My first 10 years of running the camera, anyone who could make half a dozen turns without falling was an extreme skier. They were glad for the opportunity to ski for the camera because somehow I was able to convince them they would become world famous on the silver screen and that people would flock to their resort and take ski lessons from them (these people were usually the ski school directors).