You know its a good day skiing when..........

reeski

reeski

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Two things stick out for me.

a. On the drive home I feel like I'm still skiing, scoping side hits and looking for lines. It's like my ski brain is still going.

b. When I'm falling asleep at night I'm replaying my favorite runs and they are engrained in my brain.

How bout you?
 
I messed up on my description I actually meant this for right after your done skiing. These are all great though
 
When you're driving home and the tricks you landed replay in your mind over and over and you can't wait until the next day you go up to try them again.
 
When you take that runny post ski shit because you drank too much coffee and tried to ski off the hangover without breakfast and now your dumps are like you are pissing out your butthole but its ok because you skiied and you got plastered the night before and then you do it again the next night and you can tell everyone how much you party and how you can still k fed with 4 liters of beer and a gallon of coffee in you. I LIVE FOR THESE DAYS
 
When you find some pow and your friend sends a cliff so huge that he dislocates his shoulder on the landing, then pops it back in on the slopes and keeps on skiing.
 
When I'm skiing by myself and fall into a tree well. I think I'm going to die when I see Shrek's face emerge from the snow. He glides his tongue into my mouth and we passionately kiss. I need not tell Shrek of my plight. He knows, and his love will guide me to safety. I fall deeper into the well and he positions himself behind me. I feel his phallus sliding into my anus. I'm still upside down and the pain in my twisted neck is overwhelming. My anus stings with pain but I do it for Shrek. He gently kisses my neck and more snow falls into the well, cutting off my oxygen. I feel everything fading to black, but I know everything will be OK because I'm with Shrek.
 
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When I'm skiing by myself and fall into a tree well. I think I'm going to die when I see Shrek's face emerge from the snow. He glides his tongue into my mouth and we passionately kiss. I need not tell Shrek of my plight. He knows, and his love will guide me to safety. I fall deeper into the well and he positions himself behind me. I feel his phallus sliding into my anus. I'm still upside down and the pain in my twisted neck is overwhelming. My anus stings with pain but I do it for Shrek. He gently kisses my neck and more snow falls into the well, cutting off my oxygen. I feel everything fading to black, but I know everything will be OK because I'm with Shrek.
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I love pow days and shredding the trees with perfect conditions just as much as anybody else, but some of the best days skiing for me is when the snow conditions aren't really great and you find that one untouched run. All day you struggle with the cascade concrete or dust on crust, and then you find an untouched patch of trees. Damn that feeling is awesome the day suddenly goes from pretty good to excellent. There truly is never a bad day on the slopes!

Hang Loose
 
When you don't have to ski alone. (feelsbadman) And also when you stomp a new trick you've been trying for who knows how long.
 
Another thing that comes to mind is after a great day of skiing, pulling up to Apre's and not even caring about how much money you're about to drop cause the day was so good.
 
went touring for the first time a week ago. Always a good day when everyone makes it back to the trailhead safe and sound beers in hand reminiscing the days events.

Last lights of the day make me smile. And riding up the chair on a pow day when its nuking like sweet fuck with not a single soul in sight is what its all about too.
 
When the color of your hip is not representative at all of your race. This can be easily achieved by taking spins to flat. 10/10 would recommend.
 
When you find new spots all over the mountain, sadly a lot of the trees are already skied out but other spots were untouched before I skied them...Did some side-country hiking up a little drop area, that fell into a nice patch of pow. Just hope others didnt follow my hiking tracks, theyre solid spots.
 
when you thug it out of the thug zone switch.

high speed switch lip after cutting off a gaper dad in the park

when you do cork

when you drop a new cliff and fuckin hot tub the hell out of it but pop back up

when your neck tube is frozen to your dreads and you have to wait for it to melt in the car to take it off.

when you pull your foot out of your boot and your leg is steaming.
 
When your dream that night is about lapping the park. But at least one of my dreams a night involves me skiing. That's how much I think about it.
 
When you ski so hard that when you put your jeans on they barely fit in the quads cause you just slayed everything
 
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