I have been up in the mountains a few times and riding is as fabulous as I remember it to be. It is, unfortunately, an off year for Utah in terms of snow - global warming or something like that, so there isn't a lot of snow, but like grandma always says, 'a bad day snowboarding is better than a good day anywhere else'.
Two tales quickly.... I'll give you teasers and you can make up any details you see fit...
ONE: Me and my 72 year old political mentor at Solitude. First run, he breaks his 30-year-old ski boot and we ride down (read: go REALLY fast nearly hitting trees) the mountain sitting on my snowboard nearly killing ourselves...
TWO: I, and my buddy (who taught me to snowboard), at Wolf Mountain (where 90% of all Utah snow fanatics learn to ride because of the prime and most awsome bunny hill) tried to teach a potential convert to the religion 'a la snowboarding' to ride. The new convert ate some serious edge and cracked 4 ribs.
Hoping for some fresh powder early in the week... Stay tuned... details at 11:00.
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i'm sure that that new snowboarding convert looked great going down the hill though...
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