“You just don’t understand what it’s like to be a snowboarder.” It was the mid 90s, at the height of snowboarding’s newfound popularity, and Rudi had heard this sort of thing from enough guests to take it as an invitation. The young sales associate at Monod Sports in Banff did not see him[...]
“Why are we doing this?!” Jeff and I were sitting on some rocks just off the trail, quietly munching on snacks, when we heard it. We could just see her through the trees, but she hadn’t yet seen us. She was standing with her hands dangling, breathing hard, head back, shouting at the[...]
He always says the same thing. Whether we’re carrying a load of heavy gear a kilometre down the road back to the car, Or getting our feet soaked after slipping off a greasy log over a stream, Or bracing against a freezing wind trying to make out the line of descent, Jeff always says[...]
Let’s be clear: powder snow is good news. Full stop. No scratching or scraping sounds. Deep enough to silently bounce through each turn, or to feel the swoosh, a little resistance as a wave of snow engulfs your boots, your knees, or more. Fresh tracks. AHHHH. It’s so, so good. But when you[...]
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