made me think of this clip/// the chorus, the visuals //// all that
WE SOLDIERS AND WE DONT DIE
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made me think of this clip/// the chorus, the visuals //// all that
WE SOLDIERS AND WE DONT DIE
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transcendent fear
a star fell from the sky
just the other day
fell down some broken spine
happens all the time
media write it up
too many are lost
but they never tell us
what is acceptable loss
gold is made either way
the slow mo recap
leashed harness on bliss
sponsers look the other way
the conquerors of fear
the masters of fate
the lords of destiny
we all gather near
empty shells of a life
bankrupt of being
que like vampires
transfusions of meaning
by climbing the ridgeline
the truth is plain to see
the ego must die
the soul we must free
slaagmaster
tribe vibe indeed Brian!!!! my son said that the brakes failed, he skidded and went over. tumbled and rolled ending on the other side of the creek!!!! this time of year the creek is dry. fuck!!! he is over 6' but the roof was still 6" above his head. he forgot about being upside down and like in the movies tumbled onto his head when he unbuckeled. he was trying to get out of a window when someone (? but thank you very much) came down and told him to wait until he could move some large rocks and open the door. amazing that the drivers side mirror is just fine.
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so they say things happen in 3s. same day my youngest daughter sprained her ankle pretty bad on the neighbors tramp. then couple days ago my youngest son dropped a 45lb weight - as in york - on his foot breaking his pinky toe in 4 places. all things considered, i am deeply grateful!!!! tribe vibe was on their side!!!!!!
2 snaps of a finger from me Slaag. Tell everyone you love 'em and to chill for a bit. After a stretch like that, it's good for them to dial it back. But you knew that.
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...and so we idle and spin and pretend. until the ache for deep mountain bone cold surpasses our will to desire. less ache. more memory. the frigid embrace of our loving mother of ice and snow!!!!
tribal burial grounds
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the bliss brothers did a bike/hike up the western flanks of mount olympus yesterday to tend the tribal burial grounds and scatter the sacred remains of a fellow skier. "the spot" is a high point on west ridge leading to the north summit. this rocky area is next to a col that forms a wind tunnel. on the other side of the ridge the loud wind rages non stop. on the memorial side of the ridge it is calm and serene. we like to start the season by remembering friends we have lost and keeping promises that were made.
AMEN!!!!
Resistance is futeless.
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Blueberry Pie
I live in the mountains. I live in a tent. High above the hum and drone. High above the toilet bowl like rim of human noise and suffering. I call myself a ski bum. My X and her Mom just call me bum. No matter. When you are self-unemployed in search of bliss you can be one or Ten Thousand. Ruling small nations in your head. Creating titles and battles that you always win. Except that i dearly love blueberry pie. No matter how clever or developed my backwood skills i cannot make this one simple thing. To enjoy blueberry pie i must drop below the rim and trade plasma for pie. Fair Trade. Simple enough. At least i don't die as do countless others around the world when they trade their blood for their intended dessert. Maybe if i switched to apple pie?
"We are tribe." Ha.
Just because you're a filthy hippy and/or you like to get high on the lift doesn't mean you're a ski bum. It seems that Slaag would disagree with me though; it sounds like he is confusing ski bums for people who instead have a passion for smoking weed but also happen to ski. Well...
All the true ski bums I have ever known have loved skiing first, nothing else.
all the skibums I know love skiing enough to make sacrifices to allow them to do it daily
and love it
plenty of cube monkeies and worker bees love skiing
just not enough to make the sacrifices
to do it enough to be worthy of the bum moniker.
now whether or not you poke smot or to what degree personal heigine plays in that equation is debateable,
JAH BLESS the tribe and those like slagg who ski to live
just to clear things up. i am not a ski bum!!!!! i am a dirtbag ski bum!!!!!! we get exemptions!!!
this thread is about tribe in all of its varied manifestations!!!!
here is a great viddy about roots and tribe:
Kästle Ski Movie "everything's a nail, here's your hammer"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jZ7v2soqaLs
Slaag up, Tribe!
Slaag fully embodies the requisite principles for ski bum, and with principles to boot. And boot pack.
The whole point that you have missed Griddler is that the tribe is adept at adapting to adopting all members without prejudice. Smoke pot? Fine. Don't? Fine. Ski bum? Fine. Bum skier? Who the fuck cares?
Joint Pass! BCC Tribe
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Thanks to the Tribe we Stayed at the Bird! Plus Hiked/Skied Alta
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repost of words by yuromag hicks!!!!
Did do a write up last year on my approach with the folks abroad I'm sharing turns with as a way to say thanks a ton for still tagging me around .............
THE OLD BASTARD SKIER'S POEM by Heiko
The sirens cry 'you're gettin' old'
At least that is what I've been told
And although I think that statement is bold
There are occasions where I just fold
Now that I get skiing in with young guns
Who agewise could easily be my sons
I'm having a hard time keeping up
Since I sometime feel like an old pup
But then I just do not give a f**k
'Cause no skiing with these kids would suck
However it's gettin' hard on my knees
squeaking like rusty hinges lacking grease
Not to mention with all vertebraes aching
there's no way I can keep up faking
being still bloody 22 years of age
and breaking thru any barrier or cage
The old, worn and crippled back
just feels like a crushed rotten rack
with pulse thru the roof, lungs wheezing
a puke in between sometimes helps easing
The knees beeing shaky, the legs being toast
I feel like ending on hell's roast
therefore some shots of brandy and weed
keep moral intact and high spirit's feed
After a long day of suffering pain
I begin to feel some sort of gain
resulting in a deep mood of satisfaction
having survived another day of action
With a rowdy gang of gals and guys
who certainly aren't nearly enough wise
to refrain from recklessly slaying the pow
and making me look like a lame old crow
Despite all the wild hogs and gals
they are an awesome bunch of pals
who never ever let you down or behind
which makes them a very special kind
So all that said I should confess
without it all life would be a mess
the lack of fun would bring paranoia
So thanks to the gang in Slovakia
“With my last breath, I’ll exhale my love for you. I hope it’s a cold day, so you can see what you meant to me.”
― Jarod Kintz
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bless the trolls and snowmakers
bless the trolls and snowmakers
the lifties and hosts
bless the cleaners and cooks
the bus drivers and servers
bless the owners and builders
the mountain ops and greeters
bless the instructors and students
the parents and racers
bless the gate keepers and cat drivers
the child tenders and owie menders
bless the mountain and sky
the pass checkers and sellers
bless the snow and trees
the slopes and high tees
bless the boards and boots
the duck tape and suits
bless the winter chill and still
the power and fury
bless the full moon and solstice
the canyon and valley
bless the life of bliss
the heart and soul
rdh
Amen, some more.
"Sometimes, there’s a man, well, he’s the man for his time and place. He fits right in there. And that’s the Dude, in Los Angeles. And even if he’s a lazy man, and the Dude was most certainly that. Quite possibly the laziest in Los Angeles County, which would place him high in the runnin’ for laziest worldwide. But sometimes there’s a man… sometimes… there’s a man. Aw, I lost my train of thought here…” anyway, you're being very Dude here slaag. Well done, carry on.
wow!!!!!! little lebowski is is a major role model for me!!!!! if i could only find that bath robe i could bag maude!!!!!
quiver shiver
got skiis to go up
got skiis to go down
got skiis in the corner
got skiis for in town
got so many skiis
gettin hard to count
way beyond my needs
bills startin to mount
got skiis that are fat
got skiis that are thin
got skiis out back
got skiis that win
there are skiis for the ladies
there are skiis for the kids
there are skiis made in places
where you never want to live
got skiis made of wood
got skiis made of boo
got skiis with some fiber
got skiis named blue
on skiis for the new school
topsheet graphics tell a story
with inspector gadget outfits
i am the gaper of glory
got skiis for the powder
got skiis that carve ice
got skiis that are louder
got skiis that play nice
woke the other night
with a cold shiver
for i had drempt
some tweaker stole my quiver!!!!!!!!
rdh
ive got skis for you there poetically waxin bum bro
i'll leave a pair og 188 bros in the driveway
i have better skis for you but only if santa brings enough snow to double the base
i dream of tweakers and sfb awakens me with bros!!!!!!! thanks Pat and Dibs!!!!
"Dad! I have a beautiful baby girl!" with these sweet words the tribe gained a new member and ol' slaagbasterd became GRAND MASTER SLAAG!!!! bow down bitches and switch hitters!!! baby girl Hopson-Hardy is gearing up!!!!!!!!!!!
"Grampa Slaag" !!!!!!
awesome, congrats
everyone knows how hard it is to try and explain the bliss of powder skiing in a coherent manner.
i find that the lyrics to "neuromancer" do a great job of this even though this song is about dancing. since skiing is a form of mountain dance this seems appropriate!!! it would be cool to hear from all you mags on this topic!!!
Neuromancer
when i dance i go to a whole new world.
it's a world that can be experienced but not relived.
it's completely and wholly in the moment.
and there is nothing like that moment that will ever pass again.
this is what i am living for in my daily life:
to experience each and every moment as whole and completely as possible.
to savor that moment and crave that moment again as a memory.
to wait to relive another moment that's so special.
so you have the past, the present and the future all 100% in one moment.
what a full life i have!
the feeling of dancing is like no other.
it's the complete spirt and the body expressing itself for the world to see and to experience.
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Hey Gramps: Wonderful and congratulations. May you enjoy many future days on the slopes with her.
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Stella Ann!!! thanks guys!!! still doing box jumps in the park!!!!!