Up my 'local' hill one day, everything except the beginners area was closed due to wind so we were just messing around trying some stupid ass stuff.Now, we don't look like beginners - we were on big skis, decent outerwear, gogs under helmets, blah blah.But somehow a variety of ultra-skilled gapers decided we needed some help.
First we were trying to ski with our toes in the heel-pieces. It's good fun, especially when the brake pops down and you go head-over-heels faceplant when racing your friends.However after one good bail some guy skis over to me and starts explaining which way around my skis go. After all, I probably got confused by the turned up tails...
Next up we were trying to run up to our skis and literally jump into both bindings. This is much, much harder than it looks. Half the time you end up on your stomach with your bindings popped up. Several people decided we needed some help, and stopped to offer advice on how to put skis on.
The best was in the line for the tow. I turn to my friend and ask him loudly how you do this thing again, it looks very scary. Some gaper dude overhears us and starts giving me a big lesson on how to ride the tow. When it was my go I turn to the guy and ask, like this? And ski out just like he told me, only facing down the hill. He's like OH NO OH NO NO NOT LIKE THAT. Lifty hands me the platter anyway and I head away switch while flapping like a madman. Gaper dude just stood there and looked confused. Good on him for trying to help though, I guess...