Worst memory on the slopes
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Somebody stole my snowboard.
Definitely the worst memory i have
Definitely the worst memory i have
Yung_Jimmy
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This year. It was one day where it was warm the whole week and then it got cold again so they had every snow blower on and it was nearly impossible to ski. And to top it off I left my $70 mittens sitting on top of my car and accidentally drove away so that day pretty much fucking sucked.
SetteePrig
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During a big mountain comp I watched my friend break his back. That sucked, he is still in a wheel chair.
chicknfriedsteak
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topic:Itsoskar2 said:
Fractured my frontal lobe in 2 spots 3 weeks ago doing my first dub front, it was not a good day, but I got a sick scar now
nick_GAPER
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Hitting my head at Dew Tour and getting a helicopter ride to the hospital. Don't remember much tho
iced
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I started the day teaching programs. Went to get the last kid and he was on the ground kicking my new skis. He chipped up the entire bloody edges on both of em (did it on purpose). Supervisor got mad I was mad during my lunch, which was stupid. After work, I did a few park laps before heading home, on last lap I cleared a quarter and landed on flat. Went home, spray painted half my poles black. I still don't know why I did that, but I never finished painting them. That day was hell
My worst day was when I was in like 7th grade and Santa had just brought me the jr benchetlers. They were my first pair of twin tips so I was in love. My first day on them a couple days later it dumped snow at Stevens pass. I wiped out near a tree well and lost my ski and looked for it for 2 hours until my bro finally scooped it out of the snow. My brother was hella mad at me for losing my ski and after he found it he chucked it down the hill where it took me another 45 mins to get down with one ski on. I was pissed.
ZeMagnificentKev
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Either the day someone stole my smith maze helmet id had forever, so many old and awesome stickers on that thing, or the day I thought I was witnessing my buddy being paralyzed, which arguably was way worse but the helmet thing pissed me the fuck off.
He caught an edge going down a pretty gnarly glade run, lost his balance and thick snow trapped his other ski so he kept going and got some speed pretty much out of control, then finally caught another edge and flipped over. Im watching this in horror and now because its so steep hes basically just straight falling down, then he collides with a tree straight in the middle of his back, gets practically wrapped around the whole fucking thing and collapses at the base. Skied down there so fast just going "holy fuck holy fuck don't move man dont fucking move" Also thinking holy shit holy shit what do I do were pretty far our from regular runs, do I go get ski patrol or wait with him for somebody to come by, hoollyyy ffuucckk. Anyway get to him and he just lets out a big groan and says the only pain was when his tailbone whipped against the tree. Took him to medical anyway and they said he was fine, I thank the gods everyday I remember it that nothing worse happened. Definitely ruined that day, also trees kinda scared me after that.
He caught an edge going down a pretty gnarly glade run, lost his balance and thick snow trapped his other ski so he kept going and got some speed pretty much out of control, then finally caught another edge and flipped over. Im watching this in horror and now because its so steep hes basically just straight falling down, then he collides with a tree straight in the middle of his back, gets practically wrapped around the whole fucking thing and collapses at the base. Skied down there so fast just going "holy fuck holy fuck don't move man dont fucking move" Also thinking holy shit holy shit what do I do were pretty far our from regular runs, do I go get ski patrol or wait with him for somebody to come by, hoollyyy ffuucckk. Anyway get to him and he just lets out a big groan and says the only pain was when his tailbone whipped against the tree. Took him to medical anyway and they said he was fine, I thank the gods everyday I remember it that nothing worse happened. Definitely ruined that day, also trees kinda scared me after that.
LukasSchroeder
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the day 4 or 5 years ago when my brother tore his ACL at COP, the day before we were supposed to go to sunshine and then louise.. its probably been 7 years since ive skied in the mountains and the dry streak will be ended this weekend when i go to fernie
itzki
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some 12 year old gaper french frying when he should have pizza'd and smacking into me when I was like 15. it was pretty icy that day and i fell and broke my arm backwards, i think to stop the fall. someone else came and said they'd get ski patrol and when jerry heard that he dipped and i got left alone for a good 10-15 minutes in some of the worst pain of my life. plus i was on a trip with some friends at their ski house and it was day 1 on my second run.
erikskitroll
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the day my dad whipped me for doing a lip on front 2.
jordanj801
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I got cutoff, was too far into the jump to bail. knuckled really hard and then got backflipped over. Emberrasing.
13804263:.otto. said:
I grew up and traded in my skis for snerberd lyfe
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[J_Gasper]
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My 2nd drop on Corbets two years ago was a sunny march day. 40 at the peak during the day, dropped to about 10 degrees at night. Caused for wicked ice. Ski popped out after the drop and shot down the hill. Lets just say the ski wasn't the only thing flying down the couloir.
No serious injuries but definitely rattled.
No serious injuries but definitely rattled.
AlfredHitchCAULK
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tearing my right ACL then tearing my left ACL pretty much the exact same way 2 years later. shits not ideal
hippy.killer
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1. getting my skis stolen
2. breaking my wrist
3. there is never a bad day
2. breaking my wrist
3. there is never a bad day
iH8pow
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Cold days/nights skiing in the midwest that caused me to go on a hiatus from skiing for a few years...
but to name a single worst memory, my girl and I and some friends/roomate were skiing a certain Vail resort after a heavy snow storm and they had just opened up some sidecountry (or did they). We started hiking up but the snow was deep and my gf/wife is short and was struggling so I stayed with her and we tried to ski back in bounds. We ended up having to ski a little of the side country which emptied into a gulley that we would take to get back to the lifts. Down there where the gulley converges, I see a group of people including my roommate. I hear them yelling another friends name "Mike!" Anyways, turns out my roommate triggered an avalanche and got buried pretty deep but was able to dig himself out but his brother was nowhere to be seen. We had a half dozen people searching but we couldn't find any signs of my friend. I heard one of the other people who we didnt know being like "he's done for/dead" and at that point I mean you can't hate at all, they were right we had been searching 10-15 minutes. We called for help, kept digging. Finally one of the kids got word that they had my friend down the mountain. Idk what happened maybe my roommate was smoking a cig or somethign and didn't see his brother ski away and somehow his brother didn't hear everything happen behind him. It was all fucked up, tons of silver jackets were waiting for us at the bottom and they made some threats about pulling our passes (for like a month) but i didnt care i was happy to have my friend.
Anyways, never did get our passes pulled as they fucked up they originally accused us of dodging ropes and skiing closed terrain but since they were still getting parts of the mountain open, they never had yet got around to putting up ropes to close it off so they realized the mistake was on their part and that was that. fuck backcountry skiing. I used to be all about it when I was a college student in Minnesota going to Jackson Hole for spring break but you live our west long enough and just start to realize it's fucking dumb.
but to name a single worst memory, my girl and I and some friends/roomate were skiing a certain Vail resort after a heavy snow storm and they had just opened up some sidecountry (or did they). We started hiking up but the snow was deep and my gf/wife is short and was struggling so I stayed with her and we tried to ski back in bounds. We ended up having to ski a little of the side country which emptied into a gulley that we would take to get back to the lifts. Down there where the gulley converges, I see a group of people including my roommate. I hear them yelling another friends name "Mike!" Anyways, turns out my roommate triggered an avalanche and got buried pretty deep but was able to dig himself out but his brother was nowhere to be seen. We had a half dozen people searching but we couldn't find any signs of my friend. I heard one of the other people who we didnt know being like "he's done for/dead" and at that point I mean you can't hate at all, they were right we had been searching 10-15 minutes. We called for help, kept digging. Finally one of the kids got word that they had my friend down the mountain. Idk what happened maybe my roommate was smoking a cig or somethign and didn't see his brother ski away and somehow his brother didn't hear everything happen behind him. It was all fucked up, tons of silver jackets were waiting for us at the bottom and they made some threats about pulling our passes (for like a month) but i didnt care i was happy to have my friend.
Anyways, never did get our passes pulled as they fucked up they originally accused us of dodging ropes and skiing closed terrain but since they were still getting parts of the mountain open, they never had yet got around to putting up ropes to close it off so they realized the mistake was on their part and that was that. fuck backcountry skiing. I used to be all about it when I was a college student in Minnesota going to Jackson Hole for spring break but you live our west long enough and just start to realize it's fucking dumb.
Static
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My 3yo broke her leg when she fell right next to me. She was killing it too, linking turns and shit, had just graduated from the magic carpet to real lifts, wanting to race, flying into the lift lines and throwing on the brakes like she owned the place. Happened 5 weeks ago so no skiing untill next winter, shes still in a cast and can't bear any weight on it.
I can't shake an immense feeling of guilt for even putting her on skis in the first place, plus I was telling her to ski over to the right maybe had I not been barking instructions at her it wouldn't have happened, I had her DINs set at 1 they probably should have been bottomed out. It's pretty much all my fault and I feel like a piece of shit for what happened.
I can't shake an immense feeling of guilt for even putting her on skis in the first place, plus I was telling her to ski over to the right maybe had I not been barking instructions at her it wouldn't have happened, I had her DINs set at 1 they probably should have been bottomed out. It's pretty much all my fault and I feel like a piece of shit for what happened.
Pataguccimane
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13805787:Static said:
That sucks man, things happen, and you shouldn't feel guilty. Time flies though so she might be on skis again before you even realize it's been an entire year.
Inb4 I thought little kids were made of rubber.
sklermang
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I got stuck in a tree well without phone service at the end of the day, and my crew was a long ways away. That was a long couple of hours that could have ended a lot worse than it did, thank god.
Had a pair of new-ish skis stolen at the end of an awesome day.
Tore my acl on the first day of the season.
All equally frustrating :/
Had a pair of new-ish skis stolen at the end of an awesome day.
Tore my acl on the first day of the season.
All equally frustrating :/
1spliff2guinnies
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Getting shin bang so badly when I was learning to 360 it put me off skiing for ages as a kid.
gucciman7
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this was about two years ago:
Practice for a halfpipe comp had just finished and I had to take a mad shit. So I’m like ima do that now, when I get a call from my coach I’m dropping in 5 riders. Fast forward to my run, I have a unbareable pain in stomach, I go up for my trick on the wall and when I land all the poop flys right out of me. It sucked but what ever
Practice for a halfpipe comp had just finished and I had to take a mad shit. So I’m like ima do that now, when I get a call from my coach I’m dropping in 5 riders. Fast forward to my run, I have a unbareable pain in stomach, I go up for my trick on the wall and when I land all the poop flys right out of me. It sucked but what ever
s.j.mitchell
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13914027:t_hennum said:
Were u watching someone lip on front 2 in front of tall t Dan?
s.j.mitchell
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The worst days are when u get to the mountain and are feeling kinda shitty and u end up doing nothing all day.
Revyskibum150
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When I was 3.5 I was new to skiing with poles and I ran both of them over and double ejected in front of everybody
_Garagely_
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5 years back I skied down to this outer lift to find a huge line, then find out soon after that the lift is not working. Started hiking back up a groomer to the main mountain but felt unwell by the time I was done and ended up coming down with a really shitty cold for a few days.
JamaicanWeezer
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I remember this one time I was a wee lad at the age of 5 er 6 and my mom and I decided to go for the run “K macs off the triple chair at Schweitzer. From what I remember this run looked like a vertical wall to my shrimp dick stick lookin ass. I was pissing my pants at the top, but I had plans to send it that evening. I took about three turns till everything went to hell. My edge slid out and I was sent down this long, fast, icey groomer. I was screaming my ass off till I reached the bottom and I was still crying hours after the incident. Looking at that run now it’s still steep, but instead of turning I go for the straight line.