where to begin? the beginning of course.....dateline 1995....first year on a board (skied for about 8)....confidence was growing, so was my speed....full camo outfit, sans helmet....night skiing one march evening i decided to curl over this dropoff that was giving me fits all season. i did a perfect heelslide over the crest-turned a few times down the steep and picked up some ungodly speed(way too much for a rookie on a pj and variplates). because of excessive back-patting on my part, i didn't see the death cookie from hell in my path. i straightened my body zigged when my board zagged and caught an edge. i proceded to flip and flop for about 2 and 1/2 lift poles. i hit every edge of my body and board many times. it was night skiing so it was black/white/flourescent/repeat x6 or 7times. i know it was a long time because i had time to pray that my legs would not snap while i was bouncing along. when i came to a stop, i checked inventory and was ok..shaken not stirred. someone from the lift yelled the standard "are you ok" i waved and mumbled to myself, "beer me". to add insult to injury i had to go up and down 2 lifts to get back to my car. humbling indeed.
the following year my so called pals talked me into attempting a 360 on my 163 alp. not only did they capture that ridiculousness on video, but i had to go to the emergency room the next day..hip pointer ugh. at least i wasn't in camo.
from that point forward i decided-tricks are for kids-silly jackass!
to the person with the post about hydrocones....i know what you mean, just got back from the e.c.e.s.- wouldn't have gotten through 3 days without them....modern medicine rules!!