I feel like I got hit by a car...

FACK!!!!

My sister and I just got back from three days at Mammoth and boy did we finish with a bang. On our LAST RUN (where have I heard that before...) we both crashed into each other big time. We had just skied a couple of laps over by chair 14 and were absolutely bombing down Critters on our way back to the main lodge. We came up on Road Runner and two boarders were cutting across on that trail with a fair bit of space between them. My sister was flying down the middle of Critters and I was coming up FAST behind her and what I thought was a safe distance to the right. I slowed a touch to figure out my next move, go straight or right and then either stop and let everyone clear out or work my way through. I thought straight across Road Runner was the way to go and also thought I had plenty of room to make it all happen. Plus I had all three people in my sight. So I let my G4s run and went for the large gap between the two boarders. Unfortunately, my sister decided to hang a right just as I was coming even with her. This actually was the right move, and I should have expected this. I just assumed she was headed straight also.

At the speed we were both moving at there wasn't anything to do. We had both been in perfect control, but it was just one of those moments where you had too much speed to do much of anything and the angles went really bad really fast. So we hit.

I feel like such an ass. I should have recognized that at that speed things could go bad really fast. It all looked so normal and fine at the time, but it went wrong really quick. A few really nice people stopped to help the both of us and were talking about what happened, but I didn't want to hear it. I still don't. I should have hit the brakes and let everything clear out first. Why do I like learning things the hard way? The variable I didn't consider was that one other person was hauling ass too.

My hip/lower back and my shoulder are kinda fucked right now, but I suspect they're just badly bruised and/or strained. I'll be fine, but I'm probably out of action for a week.

The really shitty thing is my sister's knee got tweaked. The pain was really intense at first, but she was able to put weight on it and insisted on skiing away. It's a little swollen, but not nearly as bad as I remember my friend's knee being when she blew her ACL. She's also limping pretty badly. I'm praying it's just a bad sprain, but I'm not sure. So please send some good vibes her way. She hasn't been able to ski much the last 2-3 years, and she was really stoked to get back into it this season. She deserves a great year.

I don't want to cause too much panic, but when I tore my meniscus it felt the exact same way. I walked down the mountain after it happened, but the in the following days it just got worse. She'll have the holiday to let the swelling go down and see, but if it still hurts come Monday, and if she feels a "catching" type feel when she is walking then it could be torn. I'm sending good vibes in hope that this is not the case, and I'm by no means an expert in the field of knees, just sharing my experience which was very similar.

you and your sister finished with a bang....?
...dewd....


on second thought good vibes to your sis. What an ill timed injury.

And you too cuz it sucks to hurt someone unintentionally like that.

I just gotta comment on the "perfect control" perspective though...

Been in your shoes Arty and it ain't fun. Positive vibes sent from up north to you and your sis.

I did the same thing to Brownmonkey at Squaw last year. He is a very tiny man and when I hit him at enormous velocity, I thought I was going to liquefy his offal. I suffered a compressed edge on my ski where our skis clouted and he came away with the most enormous bruise across his leg and arse.

If he'd have been my sister I'd have probably just laughed and urinated on her, but he's a very good friend and his wife has big boobs.

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Originally Posted by bad_roo

I did the same thing to Brownmonkey at Squaw last year. He is a very tiny man and when I hit him at enormous velocity, I thought I was going to liquefy his offal. I suffered a compressed edge on my ski where our skis clouted and he came away with the most enormous bruise across his leg and arse.

If he'd have been my sister I'd have probably just laughed and urinated on her, but he's a very good friend and his wife has big boobs.

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Interesting. :D

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bombing down Critters on our way back to the main lodge

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it's always the flats that'll fuck ya....

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Originally Posted by cultvo

you and your sister finished with a bang....?
...dewd....

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That is soooo wrong. Especially in light of the fact I'm reading "Middlesex" right now.

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I just gotta comment on the "perfect control" perspective though...

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I was in control of myself but not the situation. Thanks for the catch. Naturally you can't control the other 3 people you're headed towards. And when you're going too fast to make a super quick course change...well...this is what happens.

Good news is we're both feeling better today. Other things hurt now though. I'm thinking of calling Larry H. Parker. ;) Still, I think it will all go away. My sister's knee is feeling a little better too. She's still limping quite a bit (not as bad as last night), and trying to straighten it hurts. But hopefully she's on the mend. We'll see.

Thanks for the advice, vibes, and laughs. I'm going to self medicate with alcohol the next three days and see what happens...

That's a bummer about your sis Arty. Where is the pain coming from on her knee? May be a good sign she skied down. I did when I tweaked my knee(MCL) on the 1st and I could hardly walk the first 3 days after that. Today was my first day back on snow, 25 days later, not too bad.

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If he'd have been my sister I'd have probably just laughed and urinated on her.

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WTF??? LOL!, but still, WTF????

I read that and laughed, then looked who had written it and somehow it became normal.

I was at Steamboat several years ago with my family. We were off in WallyWorld, but I can't remember which run. The plan was to meet about halfway down whichever run it was just downhill of a big pine tree.

My mom, sister, and myself were waiting below this tree, when my dad came around the corner at full speed. I'm not quite sure what was going through his mind, but it apparently wasn't that I would be standing where he was headed. I think he tried to stop, caught an edge, and went straight at me head first. It looked like my dad was Warren Sapp, and I was a middle school quarter back.

Luckily there were no injuries, and we both got up laughing. My dad is by no means a gaper, by the way. I've been skiing/snowboarding for damn near 20 years, and I still have a hard time keeping up with him.