elm.
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Starting a thread to share your ski patrol stories. I'll start
I was riding crystal mtn with a couple of friends and we decided to build a jump, in bounds, very close to the lift (high Campbell), but somewhat well hidden near some trees. It was a really crappy jump, but we were young and dumb. We hit it and hiked it for a bit. I decided to do a backy, caught my tips, and landed straight on my face. I was fine for the most part, but got a bloody nose and felt light headed. A ski patroller came down and saw that I had a bloody nose and tried to give me "first aid." I explained that I commonly get bloody noses and know how to handle them. My friends could really care less about the entire situation. The patroller had me follow her to a ski patrol but to get it cleaned up. I'm not a great storyteller, but the best part of this story is the photo to come out of it, which I think explains the mood perfectly.

I was riding crystal mtn with a couple of friends and we decided to build a jump, in bounds, very close to the lift (high Campbell), but somewhat well hidden near some trees. It was a really crappy jump, but we were young and dumb. We hit it and hiked it for a bit. I decided to do a backy, caught my tips, and landed straight on my face. I was fine for the most part, but got a bloody nose and felt light headed. A ski patroller came down and saw that I had a bloody nose and tried to give me "first aid." I explained that I commonly get bloody noses and know how to handle them. My friends could really care less about the entire situation. The patroller had me follow her to a ski patrol but to get it cleaned up. I'm not a great storyteller, but the best part of this story is the photo to come out of it, which I think explains the mood perfectly.
