yes, it runs flat out. dos Howdy Doody have wooden balls? yes
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yes, it runs flat out. dos Howdy Doody have wooden balls? yes
How wild is this wild mountain?
Stabbings? Unprotected sex in the lodge? Snowbladers everywhere?
Another great day. Was not expecting this at all.
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Try this again….
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Somebody check the box fan.
Lot lizards…nice!
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https://wildmountain.com
I’ve never been, but axe says it’s legit. It’s on the opposite side of the river from Trollhaugen, so maybe 1.5 hours west from where I’m at. Looking forward to it, axe is fun to ski with, plus digitaldeath’s mom is always a good time especially when she takes her dentures out.
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Christie Mountain on Friday was deserted. Good time.
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My cardiologist is happy that I am spending so much time on the Nordic trails.
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mustonen is that ripley? if yes - how much are pints at kbc up to?
Currently snowing in Northern Wisconsin. Time to put your jock on. [emoji3]
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It is. And no idea. Never thought KBC beer was all that good, and rarely go.
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Boho looks ripe. Any of youse guys ski at Ski Valley in LaPorte Indiana? I grew up there. Long ass time age. I knew Walley.
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This was approximately 97 degrees or something. I asked around, but couldn’t find anybody who would give me $1,000 for skiing it without falling or stopping.
Very disappointing.
Might have to double pole plant on that run.
Drunken Packer fans wandering on to the highway after a loss doesn't really count...
Passed on Welch this morning. The -12F "real feel" just wasn't begging me to go out and freeze my ass off, nor was a mild hangover and scratchy throat. Should be a bit nicer tomorrow.
Snowing steady on the drive to Christie Mountain. Outstanding conditions, soft corduroy with an inch of cream cheese on top. Got first tracks on my favorite run, plus lapped back for second tracks too. (Cream Cheese 8’s ?). I had a fucking blast today. Pumped up my heart with 2 hours of Nordic afterwards. Looking forward to skiing with Axe tomorrow.
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^^ N95 underneath that buff ^^
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Marquette continues struggling, but finally got some snow and got some non-flat, non-groomer, non-park terrain open today, which goes a long way.
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^^^ Nice photos i-as ^^^
Met up with AxeBiker at Wild Mountain today. He & I go back a ways, I’ve been skiing solo so much the past two seasons, it feels real good to ride lifts with an old friend. We hot lapped our way all over the mountain, good time.
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our mom’s dressed us the same today
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That snow looks like fun ! Great to see the UP Stoke.
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Remember though - just like when we would go up in the Headwaters, when we basically just peed into our boots and bailed - we were still able to find that “Easiest Way Down” sign… :wink:
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The parking lot beers and conversation were enjoyable as usual, although DD's mom apparently got stuck in the instructor's shack (sprained knee) and never made it our way...
I’m still trying to dig deep into my memories to figure out if those are the same signs from 30 years ago. Could be.
Also wondering if DD’s mom was the hooker in the back of the ski team bus that always skipped out the back door before the coaches got on.
And- did you order fries? That place had the best fries in the world.
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They actually have done some nice work on the chalet recently, and built a nice lounge between the bar and the old racer's area.
As far as DD's mom - if you give it all away for free, are you really a hooker? :wink:
The fry line was long and moving slowly, so it was a bowl of chili and some beer. Never been one to attack a basket of fries, but a bowl of chili is pretty top notch on a cold day!
Even better, a center pole quad !
Wild Mountain was a fun place, I will certainly go back.
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gaijin - my bet would be those signs go back a decade, but not thirty years -
I don't remember the terrain park designation before the mid-2000s.
Excepting that, I believe the signs are otherwise unchanged for a long time...
it ain't BigSky, and one of the nice things about midwest skiing is the places that have it dialed-in, have had it dialed-in for a long time.
' Glad you guys had a good day at Wild -
Thank you for your TRs and 'stoke' !
skiing is still skiing...
' hope your Mom is doing okay, Harry -
Thank you. skiJ
It’s a strange feeling that I often reflect on my Wild Mountain slalom racing days. They gave me my foundation. This was 30 years ago when we were “slarving” a slalom race course of rutted ice.
Free skiing was GS-ing those runs. Maybe airing side hits. Still drifting.
But today in my Zao forest where I rip these tree lines I am so grateful to have grown up there.
Timing. Reactions. Hip angles. Looking ahead. 80% of my tree skills in Japan come from Wild Mountain. The other 20% comes from learning how to surf pow.
I would love to ski there again.
Come on out if you get back here any time!
Harry and I were discussing the propensity for a fair number of racers - Olympic and World Cup level - coming out of the Midwest. We learn to ski in what most people from "real mountains" consider stay-at-home days, and even though we're talking 300' of "vert" here, when I patrolled at Buck Hill, the kids there would make upwards of 100 runs each practice session, using a fast rope tow back to the top. The "click-click-click" of ski poles against race gates was a constant background there. What I'm driving at is that these kids learn how to ski the difficult, icy, rutted-out junk early, and it sets them up for good stuff down the line.
The spirit of skiing is not in where you are, but in what you make of it. Some of my most memorable times were at my little home bump out here in flyover land.
First time I ever went skiing was a 5th grade elementary school field trip @ Wild Mountain. Good times.
Speaking of Buck Hill, here is a damn good video about Erich Sailer and his program.
https://youtu.be/z3V1jZ6wkiY
Part of the thing is also that if you ski where there’s lots of terrain, the focus is on finding good terrain and finding good snow. When you ski somewhere with no good terrain and no good snow to find, the focus turns more toward training and refining technique.
That’s a good point that I can’t believe I have never heard before.
For me as a kid there it just seemed that if you skied, you raced. Or, at least wanted to. It was never really a fun thing— it was a fast thing. A serious thing.
I exclusively remember moving to Tahoe after HS and attending Heavenly’s Ski Instructor Training course for a week. It dumped the whole time. I had this epiphany go off “So this is why people ski. I grew up my whole life loving ice and I just discovered why skiing is fun.”
I couldn’t believe powder. It was so weird. I remember it took me a few days to figure it out. My legs were sore as fuck. It was a whole new sport. And just months prior, I was a HS all-state slalom stud. “Yeah, I can ski.” Ha. It’s almost funny now.
I then moved to Kirkwood and there is where I say learned how to ski. But Wild Mountain is where I learned how to turn. I recently reached out to my MN coach on Facebook. He remembered me. That’s cool as shit.
And then in Tahoe there was sunlight. I had never really even skied during the day in MN. It was always nights after school. I remember it being strange that I had never noticed that. I remember it being strange that daytime skiing was new to me. “Why is sunlight new?”
I’m 46 now and I still ski nights under the flood lights after work here in Japan 1-2 nights a week. Even if for just an hour. Something about those chairs, lights, and the cold speed.
Of course I shred the forests apart. But there was a solid five years in there where I became a powder snob— wouldn’t even go skiing if it wasn’t perfect. That snobbery quickly became boredom and now I’m back to skiing every chance I get.
The kids are finally skiing on their own. I’ll be buying them a pow quiver soon. I just don’t want to spoil them with good gear. I want them to ask me for it. I want them to discover that they need it. And then I want them to work for it. With a job. Because papa is broke. Haha.
I just want them to want it as much as I did.
When I moved to Tahoe I met all these kids who grew up there and then left. They had already “mastered it all.” Bored of skiing.
Japan is the same. I know heirs to resorts who don’t even ski. There is one Olympian from 1998 who is THE instructor for the Royal Family who only skis “for work.”
I don’t know anyone who grew up with it all who still wants it. I know you’re out there. But…. It’s tough raising kids in snow.