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Well. I made it back.
Back from the other side of the planet.. back and better than ever.. finding myslef bigger and better mountains, more snow, more time on-snow.
It took me so long to dig out this password, I feel so silly. I should've gone looking. This infusion of pink is exactly purrfect.
I have pictures to upload, of my chasing the snow... and friends to write back to..
But I'm beat! It's waited for me this long it can wait until tomorrow. My knees need their rest - there's 8 inches of pure champagne powder waiting for early tomorrow morning.
Back from the other side of the planet.. back and better than ever.. finding myslef bigger and better mountains, more snow, more time on-snow.
It took me so long to dig out this password, I feel so silly. I should've gone looking. This infusion of pink is exactly purrfect.
I have pictures to upload, of my chasing the snow... and friends to write back to..
But I'm beat! It's waited for me this long it can wait until tomorrow. My knees need their rest - there's 8 inches of pure champagne powder waiting for early tomorrow morning.
Here I go again...
Tomorrow (or is it today? I've been packing and it's 5 AM) I catch a bus.
From the bus I catch a plane.
36 hours and 25 minutes later, I step off the plane in another hemisphere; into another season.
From the plane I catch another plane, and then another bus.
Which winds into the mountains and takes me and my boards into winter and snow and snowboarding again.
Tomorrow (or is it today? I've been packing and it's 5 AM) I catch a bus.
From the bus I catch a plane.
36 hours and 25 minutes later, I step off the plane in another hemisphere; into another season.
From the plane I catch another plane, and then another bus.
Which winds into the mountains and takes me and my boards into winter and snow and snowboarding again.
Uhm, well..
I'm still alive. Actually, living the dream. But that means internet acces is terribly limited, mostly to internet cafes with my stickerized laptop..
I've been back from out west for a week, off snow for 2 weeks and I'm just aching to be back onto my board.
Thankfully though, as part of my chasing-the-snow, I'm off for another winter in the Southern Hemisphere.
Bunch of candid photos posted from my time in the Rockies here
In other news, I'm terribly stoked: my buddy Rocketeer, the wildest old-school rider I've ever had the pleasure of riding with is here in SG as well.
I'm still alive. Actually, living the dream. But that means internet acces is terribly limited, mostly to internet cafes with my stickerized laptop..
I've been back from out west for a week, off snow for 2 weeks and I'm just aching to be back onto my board.
Thankfully though, as part of my chasing-the-snow, I'm off for another winter in the Southern Hemisphere.
Bunch of candid photos posted from my time in the Rockies here
In other news, I'm terribly stoked: my buddy Rocketeer, the wildest old-school rider I've ever had the pleasure of riding with is here in SG as well.
Oh. My. Goodness.
Well. I flew out here, out west, following the snow. And I have it in spades, as well as more sunhine and gnarly terrain than I can cover before it all melts off. I've been having the best time, although it's been a whirlwind. So many changes..
The really neat news is that a staff-accomodation-mate of mine has SG stickers all over his board and Nalgene. Joy!
I have even more of a goggletan than before - it's wild
But I'm living and loving it and just ecstatic. Hello mountains!
Well. I flew out here, out west, following the snow. And I have it in spades, as well as more sunhine and gnarly terrain than I can cover before it all melts off. I've been having the best time, although it's been a whirlwind. So many changes..
The really neat news is that a staff-accomodation-mate of mine has SG stickers all over his board and Nalgene. Joy!
I have even more of a goggletan than before - it's wild
But I'm living and loving it and just ecstatic. Hello mountains!
12 days left.
I'm on course this weekend, which I'm looking forwards to immensely.My little sister, whom I never get to see, has coincidentally been placed on the same course. So I'll get 3 whole days of riding with her, as well as another friend of ours that we worked with "back in the day" before all of us moved on to bigger and better things. Also on course is one of my friends/rivals from the Boardercross competition circuit, plus I'm at a hill with a ton of other friends I know from myriad other places. It's going to be one big mess of visiting-fun.
Did I ever mention that the snowboard industry is a small, small place? Infinitesmally, incestuously small. But good, because it's like family.
In other news... just in the past week there have been some thrilling developments in my future.. and I'm stoked. Except I'm left standing at a crossroads and needing to choose between two possibly intangible paths. The winds of pressure and life I feel heavily at m back, pushing me along, pressuring my decision, although I fear stepping before either has completely materialized, and losing the chance at the other.
ps - I have a deep, dark secret
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I've always loved ketcup. But right now, trying to clear out all the food from my little apartment and saving my pennies for the migration... I'm eating ketchup like it's a food group.
I'm on course this weekend, which I'm looking forwards to immensely.My little sister, whom I never get to see, has coincidentally been placed on the same course. So I'll get 3 whole days of riding with her, as well as another friend of ours that we worked with "back in the day" before all of us moved on to bigger and better things. Also on course is one of my friends/rivals from the Boardercross competition circuit, plus I'm at a hill with a ton of other friends I know from myriad other places. It's going to be one big mess of visiting-fun.
Did I ever mention that the snowboard industry is a small, small place? Infinitesmally, incestuously small. But good, because it's like family.
In other news... just in the past week there have been some thrilling developments in my future.. and I'm stoked. Except I'm left standing at a crossroads and needing to choose between two possibly intangible paths. The winds of pressure and life I feel heavily at m back, pushing me along, pressuring my decision, although I fear stepping before either has completely materialized, and losing the chance at the other.
ps - I have a deep, dark secret
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I've always loved ketcup. But right now, trying to clear out all the food from my little apartment and saving my pennies for the migration... I'm eating ketchup like it's a food group.
I'm not dead.. I'm just stupid-busy.
Exaclty 2 weeks left of school.
.Two weeks to finish an honours thesis
.Two weeks to re-do my entire three-month-long experiemental protocol since I actually have come up with publisheable results
.Two weeks to finish all my coursework
.Two weeks to pack my entire life into: two checked bags (max wt 32kg/70lb per bag with total length+width+height 155cm /62") plus two pieces of carry-on baggage which must fit into each of the sizing devices (1 item at X23cmX40cm / 21.5"X9"X15.5" and 1 item at 43cmX16cmX33cm /16.5"X6"X13"; max wt 10kg/ 22lb per piece)
.Two weeks to meet up with a great photographer to take another freakin' set or four!
.Two weeks until I travel across the country in pursuit of my endless winter
And then I'll have time to spend drooling over all the delectably gorgeous new girls and sets.
I'll make it. I'll be OK.
Exaclty 2 weeks left of school.
.Two weeks to finish an honours thesis
.Two weeks to re-do my entire three-month-long experiemental protocol since I actually have come up with publisheable results
.Two weeks to finish all my coursework
.Two weeks to pack my entire life into: two checked bags (max wt 32kg/70lb per bag with total length+width+height 155cm /62") plus two pieces of carry-on baggage which must fit into each of the sizing devices (1 item at X23cmX40cm / 21.5"X9"X15.5" and 1 item at 43cmX16cmX33cm /16.5"X6"X13"; max wt 10kg/ 22lb per piece)
.Two weeks to meet up with a great photographer to take another freakin' set or four!
.Two weeks until I travel across the country in pursuit of my endless winter
And then I'll have time to spend drooling over all the delectably gorgeous new girls and sets.
I'll make it. I'll be OK.
Well, technically I'm suppsed to be typing an unreferenced peice on the usage of transgenic mice in research. I hate unreferenced things. And I've discovered that my laptop battery died over the wekend. 
I'm far from impressed, since i have a sinking feeling my warranty doesn't cover. I mean, it's not like I don't wander around and plug it in any(every)where I go.. but still. I liked leaving it on in my bag all day.
Well, I posted a few new pictures in my candids, including this one stomping a hard landing. Not so pretty, but it makes me smile because it reminds me of the feeling of flying and the solid confidence of the landing. And then another of a takeoff, and then some sunny snowblinding scenery.
In other news: I'm totally rockin' this "second winter" thing we have going on. I was worried with the meltdown I was going to be left stranded, snowless; until my westbounds wings were freed from the chains and straps of schooling to fly in pursuit of wintery mountainous dreams.
I'm far from impressed, since i have a sinking feeling my warranty doesn't cover. I mean, it's not like I don't wander around and plug it in any(every)where I go.. but still. I liked leaving it on in my bag all day.
Well, I posted a few new pictures in my candids, including this one stomping a hard landing. Not so pretty, but it makes me smile because it reminds me of the feeling of flying and the solid confidence of the landing. And then another of a takeoff, and then some sunny snowblinding scenery.
In other news: I'm totally rockin' this "second winter" thing we have going on. I was worried with the meltdown I was going to be left stranded, snowless; until my westbounds wings were freed from the chains and straps of schooling to fly in pursuit of wintery mountainous dreams.
Arg. I'm going crazy right now. I feel like I have so many balls in the air right now and they're all on the way down, down, down to the too-hard ground.
A few have already fallen, splintering into a million gleaming shards and spilling their precious contents of secret dreams and whispered, tremulous hopes to swirl and evaporate: stolen as thin, unnoticed tendrils in the thundering hurricane winds that tear and claw at my beaten body, huddled and shelterless againt the pounding stormwinds of cascading life.
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I'm in the lab right now, counting cells. Long hours of microscopy and caffeine do strange things to my writing.
In other news: my warrantee'd bindings finally came back: a spare-parts-bag of assorted old binding bits cobbeld together into something rideable.
- Reason: no small Missions left @ Burton Canada.
- Real solution: send jury-rigged bindings back at end of season for 05 Missions.
- Wynter is: stoked. She's seen the 05 gear and it's rad.
A few have already fallen, splintering into a million gleaming shards and spilling their precious contents of secret dreams and whispered, tremulous hopes to swirl and evaporate: stolen as thin, unnoticed tendrils in the thundering hurricane winds that tear and claw at my beaten body, huddled and shelterless againt the pounding stormwinds of cascading life.
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I'm in the lab right now, counting cells. Long hours of microscopy and caffeine do strange things to my writing.
In other news: my warrantee'd bindings finally came back: a spare-parts-bag of assorted old binding bits cobbeld together into something rideable.
- Reason: no small Missions left @ Burton Canada.
- Real solution: send jury-rigged bindings back at end of season for 05 Missions.
- Wynter is: stoked. She's seen the 05 gear and it's rad.
Well, the week was grand. I learned a ton, all sorts of cabs and styled-out crooks on and off of boxes. Provincials were fun, I battled my way down a suicidal BX course and into the finals, but got taken out as the girl beside me didnt clear one of the gapped rollers and came in 4th.
All in all, I managed to fall on my poor bum altogether too many times. Pictures in my candids. Also pictures of my ragingly wicked goggle tan: everyone this week is going to ask if my face is dirty, or just stare.
Actually, they may stare for another reason too: the cuts and bruising. I opted to play hooky yesterday, so instead of driving back to the city, I stayed out at the hill and went riding the superpipe with the boys. It was great, I totally felt like just one of the guys jibbing the boxes, rocking the pipe and generally enjoying the sunshine-beautiful-day-fresh-cut-pipe vibe.
My Kiwi snowboarder housemate decided I wasnt going big/fast enough in the pipe, got me to follow right on his tail, learning a more aggressive line at the walls. We looked pretty cool.. I was sticking right on his tail, and this guy goes large and me only a boardlength behind. On our third run through he dropped in really high and really fast. The first hit was this enormous frontside, definitely the highest Ive ever flown, way, way out of the superpipe. I stomped the landing, but caught toe edge on the way down the tranny. Ow. I wear my helmet all the time, but I fell slammed hard down forwards, onto chest and face: not protected by the helmet.
Broke my Oakleys in half. And they were a gift too. And they cut my forehead open, so in addition to the snow abrasion, I bled like a stuck pig from that. My nose will probably bruise up quite nicely too, although I was kind of half-hoping for a black eye, but I dont think that will happen.
Anyways, walking to campus today was bright and sunny and kitten-warm, and I cant think of anything but wanting to ride. I teach at a local hill every night this week but its small, and Im teaching.. so all in all, Ill probably miss snowboarding more rather than less, even though Im out doing it.
All in all, I managed to fall on my poor bum altogether too many times. Pictures in my candids. Also pictures of my ragingly wicked goggle tan: everyone this week is going to ask if my face is dirty, or just stare.
Actually, they may stare for another reason too: the cuts and bruising. I opted to play hooky yesterday, so instead of driving back to the city, I stayed out at the hill and went riding the superpipe with the boys. It was great, I totally felt like just one of the guys jibbing the boxes, rocking the pipe and generally enjoying the sunshine-beautiful-day-fresh-cut-pipe vibe.
My Kiwi snowboarder housemate decided I wasnt going big/fast enough in the pipe, got me to follow right on his tail, learning a more aggressive line at the walls. We looked pretty cool.. I was sticking right on his tail, and this guy goes large and me only a boardlength behind. On our third run through he dropped in really high and really fast. The first hit was this enormous frontside, definitely the highest Ive ever flown, way, way out of the superpipe. I stomped the landing, but caught toe edge on the way down the tranny. Ow. I wear my helmet all the time, but I fell slammed hard down forwards, onto chest and face: not protected by the helmet.
Broke my Oakleys in half. And they were a gift too. And they cut my forehead open, so in addition to the snow abrasion, I bled like a stuck pig from that. My nose will probably bruise up quite nicely too, although I was kind of half-hoping for a black eye, but I dont think that will happen.
Anyways, walking to campus today was bright and sunny and kitten-warm, and I cant think of anything but wanting to ride. I teach at a local hill every night this week but its small, and Im teaching.. so all in all, Ill probably miss snowboarding more rather than less, even though Im out doing it.
A friend of mine has toe tattoos. Like the knuckle tattoos where people get "HARD CORE" or something equally 4-letter-slogan-ey. I've tossed around the idea of getting "SNOW BOUND", but now I'm starting to think more and more about it.
I mean, I don't like my toes anyways and I certainly hardly ever see them (I own about a zillion pairs of little white-and-grey Hanes ankle socks, the kind that come 7 pairs to a package for $4.99. My toesies are hardly ever naked.
I'm thinking about doing as I follow the snow out West or down into the southern hemisphere. And complain about the itch on the plane.
I mean, I don't like my toes anyways and I certainly hardly ever see them (I own about a zillion pairs of little white-and-grey Hanes ankle socks, the kind that come 7 pairs to a package for $4.99. My toesies are hardly ever naked.
I'm thinking about doing as I follow the snow out West or down into the southern hemisphere. And complain about the itch on the plane.
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