When we were young and Kent would get a very rare day of snow, we’d sometimes be allowed to take the sled to the park. Mum would forbid us from riding the sled standing up and after taking many painful falls on a snowboard, I now understand why. But where the 7 year old Ian would have cried and retired from sledding, the 30 year old Ian mans up and cracks on ahead down the mountain on his snowboard (albeit with slightly moist eyes).
However we’ve had several inches of fresh snow which is not only forgiving to technique, but also feels like falling on pillows when you ‘take a spill’. I’m beginning to understand why there is such an obsession with powder.
Today’s session included riding some rails...well, actually, one rail measuring about 1/2 foot wide, three feet long and not even raised off the ground. Still, I nailed it! (Once).
I'm sat in the Boat Yard in Frisco, exploiting their 2 for 1 appetisers offer and being beaten by their pizza roll. The old habits of hiding food in my pockets may need to be employed to save face...
Good video. But how do you know it is you?? You could be drinking wassail in a local bar - and showing us film of an Ian imposter :-D
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