Since i'm daydreaming about skiing today i was thinking about this.
We all have had breakthroughs at some point and to some degree with our skiing. Anyone recall an exceptionally significant or gratifying one? My biggest and most satisfying came back in 1987. I had skipped high school on an early april day and went to killington with 2 other friends. One, a top notch bumper and all-around wildman. We were skiing outer limits in a drizzle, big soft hero bumps. Up till that day, i was unable to string any line together at all with any type of rhythm or skill. My friend kept yelling at me to stop being afraid and stick to one line. Dont know exactly what it was but about half way through the day it all just clicked for me. Been totally addicted to mogul skiing since. The clarity with which i can remember that day, but forget my wife's birthday, is uncanny. We quit when my friend tried a backflip and landed on the side of his face. and he was on 207's.
We all have had breakthroughs at some point and to some degree with our skiing. Anyone recall an exceptionally significant or gratifying one? My biggest and most satisfying came back in 1987. I had skipped high school on an early april day and went to killington with 2 other friends. One, a top notch bumper and all-around wildman. We were skiing outer limits in a drizzle, big soft hero bumps. Up till that day, i was unable to string any line together at all with any type of rhythm or skill. My friend kept yelling at me to stop being afraid and stick to one line. Dont know exactly what it was but about half way through the day it all just clicked for me. Been totally addicted to mogul skiing since. The clarity with which i can remember that day, but forget my wife's birthday, is uncanny. We quit when my friend tried a backflip and landed on the side of his face. and he was on 207's.