Hello Everyone. I know it has been a long time since I last posted, but hey, I guess I just didn’t have much to say. Anywho….
I just got back from a glorious weekend of skiing, one of the best I have had in a long time. Went with my good buddy, Rick, and a bunch of his friends, who I guess are now slowly becoming my friends, awwe isn’t that sweet. We went for two days, one day spent at Fernie and one day at Kimberley. What a hoot! Hoot hoot! Well I won’t bore you with all the details, but I will leave you with one story, well maybe more later, but for now this is all you get.
Ok, so Rick and I have just finished skiing the morning at Kimberley and we are going to go back to our condo to get some lunch. We are standing with our skis on at the bottom of the hill by the ticket window looking down a small set of stairs, maybe a 7 set. Well we are peering down these stairs, and Rick gives me this look, it was a look that said “I wonder if we can ski down the stairs, and then we don’t have to take our skis off to ski to the car!” I looked back at him thinking exactly the same thing. We look at the stairs again, and I say “I think it is just wood with a bit of a metal edge.” At this time I am already half down them in my mind. I continue, “That wouldn’t be much different that sliding a rail in the park” My logic was that rails in the terrain park are metal and skis slide on them, so why not stairs, eh. Rick is getting all ready to go, checking it out, as was I. I think we were both briefly waiting for the other person to go first. Well screw it I am going for it what is the worst that can happen. So I slide forward and lean forward…. and then it happens, I don’t slide I stick, but the problem is I have my momentum carrying me forward. So I try to walk to keep up with my self, every step I take sticking and compounding my problem, so I am trying even faster to keep up with my self. Now remember I have skis on and I am going down straight down a set of stairs running, man I wish I had this on video… I digress, I am almost down the stairs, I near jogging speed and I think to my self I am going to make it, this will be alright. But it wasn’t meant to be, I came crashing down at the bottom, ski pops off and I land in a crumpled heap….. Rick mean while, I can only imagine his delight in watching this whole scene unfold before his eyes. I come to rest and look up and Rick is just busting a gut, but I must also confess so was I. It was pretty darn funny, maybe you had to be there. I don’t what it is, but man I must of been the dumbest skier on the hill, I mean who does this stuff. The thing is, had I waited 10 seconds longer, Rick would have gone first…. Ahh… good times.
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