Lately, I’ve been riding this thing:
Umm…it’s pretty awesome. What can I tell you about it? It’s flat between your feet and rockered from the bindings outward. Some sort of sqeezebox tech is going on.
Honestly, I’ve never seen the tech sheet for this thing. Keith hooked it up for me. He claims the dudes out in Vermont are loving it.
Anyway, the boards looks like a tongue depressor. the sidecut seems almost non-existent, but it handles quite well. It is super soft, which is good because I’ve been tossing this thing on to feature I can. I was riding in a small amount of powder in Northern Michigan a few weeks ago, six inches-ish, and that was really the only time it has felt too soft. Maybe a couple times off larger jumps I would have preferred a larger, cambered deck. But considering we really don’t usually get much snow in Wisconsin, the powder hasn’t been an issue and this things has been a lot of fun. Because this thing is so small and light, it’s been my go to ride for the past few weeks. If I ever find out more about it, I’ll pass the info along .
Guys, it’s still winter over here. As in, we got like 4 more inches of snow yesterday. Last year at this point it was 81 degrees. And last year at roughy this point in was getting 8 stitches thrown in my shin from a run-in with a donkey-dicked rail at Northstar. But that isn’t case this year. So much shred time.
Sunday, Moefaniel and I took it hard to Tyrol Basin. It was our own version of the running of the green. I also decided we should take some photos. Moefaniel and I. Friends, who have been riding snowboards together for 20+ years. Dudes who have no place in front of a camera. Gentlemen of adequate means and who both own better cameras and video cameras, but who opted for the fuji point-and-shoot because it was waterproof and in my coat pocket. We decided to have a little photo shoot.
Let’s take a look at what happened:
But Moefaniel isn’t the only artist behind the camera. Let me show you some of my finer works:
I’m not even going to torture you with the vids.
We’ve never really been pics-while-riding people. Some of our friends are, and they certainly could have made this all look better. But that wasn’t the focus. We were out there riding, being dumb, trying new shit, just like we have been for the past twenty years. It was great. There is also an amazing feeling in being 30+, knowing that the next day you’re going to be sitting at your desk, sore from head to toe, because you crashed so many times, from not an insignificant height. It feels good to still be going for it. I hope it never stops. Die heavy, people.