“You put on your boots, click into your bindings, dust the snow off your skis and head out for the chair. It doesn’t matter if you failed your test, didn’t get the girl, or if your life is in a one way trip down the shitter, your world is right for the next couple of hours.”
RIP to the victims in this terrible tragedy..
- When my breath makes ice on my bandanna. Yeah I wear one occasionally get over it.
- Wet chair lifts, wet ass. oh hell no.
- Edges either too sharp, and I die on every landing or too dull and I can’t pull off switch ups. What the fuck
- When a pole gets stuck in the snow. Gotta side step that…