good show! bravo! fucking bravo!
arty, you get to redeem yourself this weekend in the PNW![]()
good show! bravo! fucking bravo!
arty, you get to redeem yourself this weekend in the PNW![]()
arty
come to the PNW this weekend. i'll be your wingman on chair two at alpie. we'll get thru the chair loading together man! hell i'll even take one for the team and fall off the chair so you don't have to. thats just how we roll up here.
really tho. you should come. we are going to have fun and it will be even more funner if you are part of the crew.
ready... break!!!
This thread makes me miss the Kirkwood crew! Arty, you rool.
Everything in moderation, including moderation . . .
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Hey folks. I can not wait to meet you nutty people. I've been riding the Wood since '97, now gratefully living in Xmas Valley. This thread is badass. Oh yeah, I lost my King Salmon randonee skis off my roof rack today on the passing lane towards Carson Pass. The tool I was about to go backcountry with forgot to secure the racks. I made it all the way from Xmas Valley to there before they came off. The only reason I realized exactly where they were was that the car I passed on the left followed me all the way to The Meadows to tell me he was trying to get my attention. I did wonder why he was tailgating me all the way to the mountain. My negligent, almost-backcountry partner didn't even apologize. When I got back to said location, someone had stopped to grab the neon pink and black bag with my beautiful, freshly tuned babies. I'm wondering what people think about this wanker's fiscal responsibility. I don't want to get into details -too late- as to how it was his responsibility. I certainly don't feel like said moron has my back, so I believe I'll not put my life in his hands. He was supposed to join me and some buds at Pear Lake Hut in January. No way Jose! I'm done ranting. Peace out.
"I knew in an instant that the three dollars I had spent on wine would not go to waste."
Not sure how serious you are, SuPu, but a Stump-style beater-of-the-week/Tahoe-cheeky-fun-shenanigans thread would hit the spot. I've got a picture for next week, too.
You guys are crazy fuckers. And I'm glad your skis are ok, Arty. Did the bindings make out as well? I know they sometimes have a tendency not to...
"I said flotation is groovy"
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"Just... ski down there and jump offa somethin' for cryin' out loud!!!"
-The Coolest Guy to have Ever Lived
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A Cali invasion to WA this weekend. Might have to drive South instead of North for some pow.
DO IT!!!
I had enough of Shirk in Cham last year...I'm staying home to catch up on my "end of the world" novels.
WAAAAAHHAHAHHHAHHHHH
Man,I wish I could join y'all.... this better happen again.
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nice one! funny shit...
whoa
heh
I'll pay a hundred dollars plus shipping for that sign.
that experts only huck is a classic photo. Shot In The Back quality.
And people thought Hospital Air was huge...![]()
well if Hospital Air is so damn hard, how come it doesn't have an experts only sign????
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Now where's my sponsorship......
The western snow it is explodin',
Arty flyin, tips a loadin',
You're good enough to fly but not for landin',
You don't believe in cords, where’s that ski yur findin
And even the deepest pow has bodies floatin',
But you tell me over and over and over again my friend,
Ah, you don't believe you're on the wheel of destruction.
Don't you understand, what I'm trying to say?
Can't you feel the fears that I'm feeling today?
If the shit is ripped, there's no running away,
There'll be no one to save with the mags in a grave,
Take a look around you, boy, it's bound to scare you, boy,
And you tell me over and over and over again my friend,
Ah, you don't believe you're on the wheel of destruction.
Yeah, my blood's so mad, feels like coagulatin',
I'm sittin' here, just contemplatin',
I can't ski in my Manhattan situation!
Living through your rock skippin
All I got is wiskey sippin,
When your runs they leave ya tumblin,
This whole crazy world is just too frustratin',
And you tell me over and over and over again my friend,
Ah, you don't believe you're on the wheel of destruction.
Think of all the snow there is in crystal
Then take a look around here and grab a pistol!
Ah, I may leave here, for four days in bliss,
But when I return, it smells like piss,
The poundin' of the storms, the pride and dismay,
You point em out with hell to pay,
You take the chance cause that’s your way
And you tell me over and over and over and over again my friend,
you don't believe you're on the wheel of destruction.
you don't believe you're on the wheel of destruction.
Fresh snow at Kookwood should provide a new contestant.
feel the force
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