PMW Day 1: Thanksgiving
On Friday, the family and I rolled over the big hill to Waitsborough for a rail jam at the Big Picture. My buddy JJ helped organized and managed to pull off a really chill set-up. I'm old, so I don't know who won or anything. I can tell you that the Harman brothers are real good. This was as close as I got to an action photo the whole weekend. The new rails and such that Superparx built for Sugarbush look really tight. Props to Pure Snowboard, The Buzz, Sugarbush and the Big Picture for putting on a great contest. Hopefully it becomes an annual gig.
Warmth, beer, frontrow seats, not too bad of an evening. The daughter got a "Snowboarding is not a crime" (anti-Mad River Glen) t-shirt and promptly dumped a cup of hot chocolate on it. Being a father rules. I forgot to mention Peter Edlund in an earlier post, you will once again see him in this shot.
Yesterday, I decided that spending $29 for a half day ticket at Sugarbush was a better idea than sitting on my butt. It certainly seemed questionable once I hit the parking lot. I met up with my sister and shredded gnar for awhile until my legs felt like manure. There's a tiny speck of white up there somewhere.
Couldn't complain about the liftlines.
I could go on a big rant about how bad the conditions were, but in the end it was a ton of fun. However, I will say this is the worst Thanksgiving conditions I can remember. Lil Sister on the hill, first day is good regardless of the conditions
Okay, the greatest brainwashing of all time is the fact that skiers actually think bumps are a good thing. I have a theory, back in the early 80s, Regan was prez and ski equipment was much improved. All of sudden people started to question conditions. The ski areas were scared so they hired Karl Rove. Karl spun the story and got bump skiing into the olympics. All of a sudden, all the skiers were like, "yeah those bumps are killer, I hear they are as big as cars on Outer Limits." I don't buy the bumps are good bs and I didn't vote for bush.
We all hung at my mother's farm for turkey day. The daughter likes chasing animals and the scary Emus like chasing daughter
Tranquilty and Bob, inverses