A skier raised by snowboarders was led deep into the woods of the White Mountains. What follows is a tale of shredding pow in the backcountry...
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Sunday, December 19, 2010
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
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
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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Monday, December 6, 2010
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!
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
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 25, 2010
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Friday Morning We Head North
we are going to head up to Vermont camp friday morning agreed? good. Who's driving? Who else is coming? Mr. Moose smells.
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Monday, November 15, 2010
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Thursday, November 11, 2010
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
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Rosebrook Rejects: Rosebrook Rejects: first post
If you say "Beer Can" in a British accent it sounds like "bacon" in a Jamaican Accent- Soujouner Truth
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