All it took was an epic snowboarding morning at the 'Bird. Got 6 great runs in, rode on a conveyer belt through a mountain (to Mineral), froze my bumbie (I wore the wrong jacket, I needed the powder jacket!), realized how much powder I really did get this morning as it became more tracked out, got more stoked, started slipping on the Chip's transition groomers, became even more grateful for helmets and decided I must be getting tired, the sun finally broke through, sat for a moment eating my AK made ham sandwich and relished my great day, and now it's Andy's turn.
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How fun... hope I can join you one day.
The mark of a true die hard powder hound. Going by yourself...The snow gods smiled down upon you and said "blessed are the partakers of the clean driven powder".
i am impressed that you would go by YOURSELF. I could never do that. I guess I get bored with myself and if I wiped out I would have no one to laugh with but myself and there is nothing worse than doing something stupid like tripping and not having someone else to laugh with you. (for me anyway)wow was that a run-on sentence or what?
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