What was your first rail experience?

The first time I hit a rail was two years ago, I rode up next to it, threw my feet up on the rail. They proceeded to hit the rail and then slide forwards faster than greased lightning resulting in me being very grateful that I always wear my helmet. After that it's taken me two years to hit one again. I am very proud to say that when I tried a couple weeks ago it worked super easy and I was having a great time until I took much speed coming into a flat-down rail and aired the flat part resulting in me losing my balance and eating shit.

I do love rails though.
 
i used to "50-50" boxes all over the place, then i tried a rail and ate shit from here to Europe and back. Then i got decent this season.
 
i always used to hit this flat bar and would come off early 9 out of 10 times, then i started to rotate a full 90 degrees. Then i built a pvc rail and waited for snow, i mustve hit it for a good 6 hours
 
First rail was a pvc pipe in my backyard. Did everything wrong and ended sliding out every time. First day of ski season tried a box a few times and failed bad and got scared off. Eventually tried again and got it. Still persevering on my summer setup and (slowly) getting better. Is harder than it looks. Especially if you have bad balance.
 
13769880:SkiaNZ said:
First rail was a pvc pipe in my backyard. Did everything wrong and ended sliding out every time. First day of ski season tried a box a few times and failed bad and got scared off. Eventually tried again and got it. Still persevering on my summer setup and (slowly) getting better. Is harder than it looks. Especially if you have bad balance.
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I posted a thread for this one. I think it can really help folks out.

 
My first rail was a 15 foot Cuban. Half of it was buried so it was hardly 6 inches off the ground. The vibration, sound, and thrill of coming up to it with speed is something that not many outside of our sport will understand. That feeling was addictive.
 
I only was really only into park when i was really little, and my first real memory of a 'urban' style rail was a dfd that i hiked until like 11pm because our weird local hill was open that late. smashed my face once. was so fucking stoked the first time i got it, because i always thought it was the coolest rail i had seen
 
Ah, my first time. I'll never forget it. I slid out, of course, but what made it worse was that my hip bone landed right on top of the rail, but also on one of the metal snap buttons in my jacket. It drew blood. I then got angry at the rail and proceeded to hike the fucker 1.3 million times before I got it. My pride left the hill relatively intact, but my hips, knees, and shins did not. Then I built a backyard setup so I didn't have to fuck up in full view of a lift.
 
First day hitting them I got a blood clot on my hip/arse from impact. Took 8 months to go down and swells like a balloon when I land on it now.
 
Hit so many boxes in the lead up so that in the end, progressing to the smallest, ride on flatbar at the local park was a bit of a non-event. Learning street style downs was a very different story however.
 
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