So yesterday I had 2 fun runs at Alta and one massive high speed crash. It was kinda like watching DH racers when they lose it. Only I was the one skipping along the firm snow. Definitely the most brutal crash I've ever had. The whole time I was just thinking please stop.
After taking a nice little air halfway down Tombstone I chose poorly to straightline out to the groomer (Main street I think it's called). I miss judged how fast the wind buffed snow would be and didn't see the avy debris until it was just too late. I was kicked airborne and back by the chunks. I hit the groomer (hard and rough groomed) on my hip trying to dig my edges in to stop, but just skipped off in a flat spin. I didn't know why yet, but I was airborne again and spinning into a pile of death chucks. It seemed like forever. As my skis hit the basketball sized chunks the force was insane. I could see my skis just flexing feet at a time as if I was watching it through a high speed camera in slow motion. I tried to keep my knees bent and strong, but I was getting pounded.
When I came to rest several hundred feet from where I lost it, I was looking back uphill and finally knew why I went airborne for so long. The groomer was narrow where I hit it and had a steep drop off the side. I had missed the main groomer complete. Rather, I had flown over the narrow section and into the old debris from either grooming or avies. I was so glad that I hadn't hit a person since the groomer was packed with people, just standing around. My neck and back felt ok so I went to stand and just collapsed instantly. Both lower legs hurt a lot, but my left one couldn't even hold up my weight. If a patroller had rolled up at that moment I might have taken the sled ride, but none were in sight and not one person asked if I was ok. They just looked at me with blank stares. It was a bit surreal.
After checking to make sure I didn't have any obvious deformities I decided I'd ski down with one leg and figure it out at the bottom. Not an easy thing with my other "good" leg in as much pain as it was. The pain was really bad so I kinda thought it might be a broken fibula. A non-Mag convinced me to go see the doc in the clinic and the AG's helped me get there.
So after lots of X-rays, the verdict was no broken bones (Although they noticed all the old breaks) and saw a few suspicious things which had me back up there today for more x-rays. The question is, why are my legs in such pain? From my boot tops to just above my ankles they are just throbbing. Anyone ever had a crash do that? I'm kinda odd in that I don't usually have much if any visible swelling and bruising. All I have a is a bit of swelling, and not much at that. (Of course I've done lots of icing).
I really hate going to doctors with injuries that aren't visable to the eye or machine. Pain alone seems like a lame reason to not do things. I feel like I'm just being a pussy, but I tried to put boots on today and there is no way I could walk in them let alone skiWe'll see how long I'm out.
Thanks AG and Mr. AG for the help getting to the clinic and down to the valley. Sorry I didn't get to ski more with all the Alta mags. Just looking forward to biking season right now.
I've skied really fast in my life, but never had a crash while doing so. I really can't recommend it. I have a renewed level of respect for downhill racers.
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