I'm standing at the start gate, looking down onto the backbowl, picturing the line I'm going to take... my legs feel funny and my heart is beating fast. It's raining out but noone really cares because the snow is soft and sugary, wicked for teleing. Jamie waves down at the bottom, time to go... I jump off the first mogul, oh crap, lost my balance... make a couple of crappy looking alpine turns... oh well. I bust out a couple of nice tele turns and everyone cheers, I hear Jamie down at the bottom, and Wayne and Ian off to the side. I let out a scream and laugh as I jump off another mogul and land in a lunge. I get to the bottom with a huge grin on my face and everyone is cheering me on. What a rush. Next person down is Justin, he reaches the bottom grinning and laughing as much as I am. We decide this is the greatest day ever. As each person comes down we all cheer and hope for some sweet crashes. Last person down.. it's pissing rain... we're soaking wet... should we keep skiing? Yes. It's way too sweet a day to quit. Rip up Big Spruce with new friend Cory... good times all around.
Later on in the bar there's free beer and nachos, the atmosphere is laid back and everyone's having a great time and remembering funny parts of the race. We drink and eat and win sweet prizes, everyone's stoked and hugging. Thanks to everyone who came out and made it one of the best days of the season despite the weather.
On a scale of one to perfect: Bear Trap Challenge
Monday, March 19, 2007
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Yes, that was a sweet weekend.
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