1. He is a total poser
2. I've skied with that guy and he rips
1. He is a total poser
2. I've skied with that guy and he rips
How about you make this a REAL POLL, JONG!
Originally Posted by RootSkier
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Dan. Umm them stopping you from posting those polls was hint to you. Kind of probation. By posting up about a "poll" in your title I think you your probation will be revoked.
We all know that the TGR guys talked to you. So why don't you play nice before they ban you for good.
Before I answer this I need to know, what's a Shreder?
me = shredder
dank hucker is a bad speller...goes to school in spokane....nuffsaid
the poles should be all the clue you need
I took a pass on first tracks of the year in star...nobody else was gonna do it...finally klassen did it training for verbier....poser country fer shur
and finally, all you tahoe/squaw shredders, ask flint if I rip or hack....then come on down and party...
Last edited by hairy; 04-29-2007 at 09:38 AM.
to the operator of dankhucker:
aliases are supposed to be interesting or at least funny
you are neither
*yawn*
Originally Posted by blurred
yeah, you know who you are. quit. it's gay.
Probably was a yahner for Steve.
FWIW Hairy is the real deal.
Hairy if you dropped in it would have probably gone like this:
As the harsh reality of the chute looms below, I can't help but feel queazy and nervous. Staring at the landing zone, I try not to look at the horizon. To do so would make me dizzy.
I am standing at the top of Star Chute, on the west end of Mammoth Mountain. This chute is extreme, in every sense of the word. Dropping almost 1,000 feet amidst cliffs, rocks and hanging snowfields, the chute maintains a solid 45-degree pitch while never widening more than 10 feet.
At the bottom lies a juge rock, and any fall in the upper chute will result in a slide towards it at a truly breakneck pace. Standing among shattered rocks on a small piece of snow, unabel to move my skis much in any direction except off the edge into the chute, I yo-yo the ideas of "go for it" and "don't be a fool." Many times before I had been here only to chicken out and grovel my way down the back. Now was the moment I had waited for, yet I am still scared.
The tails of my skis are backed up against rocks, eliminating any skating prior to entry. This is a real bummer, since I need to lunge forward from my static position about 6 feet in order to clear a headwall with the tails of my skis. This headwall, extennds across the entire chute, and I am standing in a small notch on the lift edge in basically the only spot allowing entry.
Once clear of the headwall, I am then facing a 10-foot drop onto a concave, 50-degree slab of snow situated above some rocks. This landing zone is known as the 'pit.' and the terrain dictates this particular entry. Upon impact there is no outrun - you either stick it or it sticks you... with dire consequences.
Standing at the top,I am torn between fear and the fact that I am staring down at over 1,000 feet of knee deep powder, un tracked, unspoiled by wind, pitch a solid 45 to 50 degrees. walls and buttresses surrounding me. Nothing else matters but the challenge confronting me. as the drug called adrenaline takes control. "Focus. I gotta focus..." I am thinking to myself, when suddenly the stillness is shattered, like the rock shards around me.
It is one of my friends, way down below, yelling, 'If you're going to do it, go, but don't just stand there!" To this I say nothing. I am scared senseless.
Standing alone and unsure, I think of BrianJones and Brent Bourdeau actually jumping straight in from the top and cranking a left turn first. I also think about John Marc popping into breakable and Greg "Hack" Johnson leaping onto rimed ice.
These thoughts are extreme, and the simplicity of my entry makes the situation much more palatable. Envisioning success, I take a few deep breaths, yet somehow feel worse. Imean, I am way on some cliff, thoroughly exposed, thoughts racing throughly exposed, thoughts racing through my head, and now a heckling crowd below. Blocking these thoughts, I just stare at the landing, aware of nothing esle.
Moving my feet around gingerly, ski tips hanging in space, I then plant my poles firmly and lunge with a vengeance. As I throw myself into the void, my mind goes blank as an overwhelming fear takes over.
Impacting and absorbing this drop leaves me breathless. I am in, and it is truly awesome - teh air still and the snow soft, in stark contrast to the rock walls and buttresses surrounding me. After a moment, I look down at my friend and yell, " I'll go when I'm ready."
Feeling rather excited, I confinue on, making a jump turn above some rocks and shoot across the chute. Nothing slides, so off I go. The tums come effortlessly as the deep snow comfortably holds me back. The resistance of snow and the steepness of pitch are in perfect balance.
Linking turns, I notice the snow avalanching with me. Nothing major, yet the force could sweep me into and off the rock below if I even try to stop.
Turn after tum, the euphoria builds and as I approach the ominous rock, I crank a turn to the right and dive into a narrow slot between it and Phillipes'. Somewhat steeper here, I whip my skis back and forth in a futile attempt at speed oontrol, blasting my way out of the chute and into the bowl at full speed, resulting in a perma-face shot.
Letting the skis run, I become giddy with delight for the snow is deep and, most importantly, untracked.
Just another day in this spectacular playground we call Mammoth.
Currious that Dank uses the term Shedder...........
BT
I got my Vans on but they look like sneakers.....
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Considering all his photos are about TeH GnAr...
hairy is all good in my book.
You guys should just have a ski off and get it over with.![]()
no net involved....note the laces...chouinard expressos......thanx! triple six....I went and looked at gilbert and thompson yesterday and gilbert is as desperate and thin as it gets with awesome snow...no lip....thompson right got skied, from 2/3'rds the way up...snow looks soft and consistent.....way thin even up high 13,000'+ but there are possibilities....ski-offs begin at south lake parking lot....hurd seems a nice qualifier right now....
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Last edited by hairy; 04-29-2007 at 02:47 PM.
hella sick outfit brah....
^^^^^^^^^^^^^derelict ski bum
http://www.mammothtimes.com/shared-c...2CContent&l=20
I especially like shooting the chutes but you decide....
123456.................
You may know how to ski, hairy, but the fact that you actually make a dickwaving defensive response does not reflect positively on you in my opinion... In fact, I think the "I rip" kinda makes you a dick. But you do provide good stoke, so that's all I'm gonna say.
One vote for "the guy can ski".
Goddamn girls and their blaring Eminem. I don't give a SHIT if you're coming out the clauset, so turn that shit down!!!!!!!!![/rant]
"I said flotation is groovy"
-Jimi Hendrix
"Just... ski down there and jump offa somethin' for cryin' out loud!!!"
-The Coolest Guy to have Ever Lived
I think it's funny dankhucker no longer has "pole" posting privilege....lol
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