game on.
Damn, just like that, it gets cold, and ski season is officially on. Excellent session at Whitetail last Thursday night with Bender, skiing the ungroomed on Bold D. Then on Saturday ran down to WhiteGrass with Larry for a day of stomping around the hills of WV. Introduced him to the Tomi style tour, which may or may not be anything special. We skied some sketchy shit, poached a run at CV Resort, explored a bit in the Sods, eyed up some lines for the future, skied more sketchy shit, then some more and left it all on the mountain. It took us a bit over six hours to climb the new Elevator to Baldy Steeps & survival ski that glade, then driftline love alllll the way down to Springer shelter, slog over to Canaan, a free lap on the groomed via the lift (sweet bumps), then out to Weiss, poked around Great Eastern, big fun in the Birches then back to Bald where I core shot my skis down the face proper before hooking up w/ the C'ville Gangstas on Springer followed by a final lap down the Main Slope w/ a distraction in Anita's Steeps. Home by 9pm.
Yesterday I slummed on the roadbike for 2+ plus hours. Talk about being worked, felt like I bonked half an hour in. Bumped into Dirtball as he was out looking for a passage by the PennDOT building. Apparently I need to do some exploring in that neck of the woods, Tomi's birthday Classique should be sweet, think of a shuttle ride, but without the shuttle.....
2 comments:
as long as your b-day Classique hurts less than your White Grass tours, I'm in.
man, did I even utter 10 words on the drive home? and six of them must've been "wow".
Days like that are what get us ready for the Classiques, it's a pyramid scheme.
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