SiverMike
Active member
Ok, so around 3:00 today, I put my line chronics on the side of the Loon mountain shuttlebus, which is heading to my condo. Now I should have known better to take them inside the bus with me, for they just barely fit on the outside tubing, but I was sure they would be ok. Well, just as were leaving Loon, I hear this crack and then a bump...I look out the windows of the bus, and there gone. I go to tell the driver to stop but hes allready ahead of me...so I run outside to make sure my babies are ok, but there not. That bump I heard was the bus running over my chronics, completing destroying the bindings and snapping one ski clean in half. At this point, I am overcome with emotion for babies. My short but sweet time I have spent with them flashes before my eyes. I start to tear up, realizing that I am supposed to go to sunday river next weekend, for a last season trip! I am saddened, instantley depressed, to the point where my beautiful girlfriend cannot help...when suddenley there is a glimmer of hope....A loon mountain employee in the car behind the bus stopped to help me pick of the pieces of the only good thing I had going for me. This mysterious man informs me that i can fill out a form and have loon mountain pay for new skis, or at least the amount of what I paid. The future looks bright..new skis....And i dont have to pay? this actually turned out to be something good...although I am still ski-less until tuesday night, when I get to pick out some new skis, bindings and boots(i was planning to get new boots before this situation anyways). so long story short, there was a few minutes of extreme pain and loss but a reward of using some all new equipment on my last trip of the season....
