- Joined
- Jul 1, 2001
- Messages
- 31,154
- Points
- 0
i wish i skied with a camera when i was younger. It was a somewhat common occurence to have it bumped.
I want to say it was the end of my first full season skiing so probably March of 1995, and I clearly remember a 50+ degree day and some truly sick lines on Gunbarrel. It might have just been my gaper status, but I recall them being big and deep. I also recall some teenage girls ripping through them.