Friday, December 17, 2010

Lets go to killington for New Years

ive heard they have the best night life for a mt. in NE. bretton/cannon night life is non-existent

Thursday, December 9, 2010

In Loving Memory



As a Rider I recognize that I owe a lot to the people that have helped me develop over the years. Not to get all sentimental but it was four solar cycles ago that Mr. Moose called us all up to his old ladies condo at Gunstock. It was with Moose that I spent my most formative years as a rider and acquired my taste for fine chowder and coors light. Let us also recall the once prolific Garabu who migrated over the frozen tundra with us just two years ago. So it is with much regret that I ride with out the men who have shared so much with me over these winter seasons. However I realize that the only way to truly honor the memory of a once great rider turned corporate job weasel or a mediocre rider turned prisoner of Azeroth (WoW term sorry), is to shed the pow the way I know they would had they not been converted into shells of there former selves. So with that said we will travel north through the notch and descend on an early season session the likes of which I've never seen before. We do this not for our own sake but for the sake of the truly great friends that couldn't be there with us.

THIS WKND

tomorrow im going to head north with or without papa muntz. According to Bretton "The skiing and riding is oh so sweet with freshly groomed corduroy down the middle and plenty of powder stashes on the sides. " and thats all i need to hear

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Thursday, December 2, 2010

The Path to the Rosebrook Reunion


The real opening weekend for the North East will be December 9th-11th. We walk onto the lifts while the jag squad picks up their passes. We put the East on our backs for Rosebrook!

http://www.weather.com/outlook/weather-news/news/articles/december-cold-and-snow-lurking_2010-12-01

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

you jags destroyed my car

there was a pile of chips and oatmeal cookies in the back seat that could feed a small army

Thursday, November 11, 2010

This is a little test of the new electronics (totally on edited)

Eposition

Its Veterans Day and I'm heading to the Boston Ski Expo, I'll bring back some video clips.

Stoked and Sleepy


Shakespear once said that dreamers often lie, but to day I bring you the god honest truth. Last night as I lay asleep it was not visions of sugar plums that danced in my head. We have all had that dream where you show up to school and realize that you are not dressed. During the wee hours of a chilly November evening I had the skiers version of the very same dream. I was with my snowboarding comrades as I picked up my pass and watched as the resort turned on there lifts for the first rides of the day. The very sight of the lifts beginning their long season of work was inspiring. I went to get in line and bind in when I realized that I was not wearing ski boots. The reality hit me like a Vince Wilfork tackle, in an instant any hope of making the first ride of the season had been sacked. Frantically I ran horror driven in my socks back to the lodge. The dream went no further and it didn't have to for i learned a valuable lesson: Not all boarding dreams are endless grinds down the ski lifts or insane cliff drops some dreams act as nightmarish reminders not to forget your gear.

It's almost that time of year again....Ah boys