Saturday, in the park

Got in the halfpipe on Saturday. Talk about fish out of the sea. Man, it was icy and faster than imagined. But i just went with the flow and made a few turns.
Other than that, not much to report on the Joey Goober side. All the JP's were on the low down and i couldn't figure out why.
Oh that's right... I made it down to the base village and that's where I got my days' worth of moronic activity. WOW. I wished i would have busted out the ole digicam to show you all some proof.
Here's a few of Saturday's observations...

Observation A: ~30 year old with skis from 1980 but the binders were relatively new??? They looked something like this:

I could not figure out why someone would drag these out of the burn pile and actually spend money on getting them re-mouted with modern bindings???Get a clue dude. I would expect this out of my ole hunky grandpa, but not from a dude that's 33.

Observation B: all you cheap ass treehugging telemarkers better get with it and upgrade your old rusted 1986 converted alpine to tele skiis. I see wheyyyyy to many should-be-inducted-into-the-worst-skiis-of-all-time-hall-of-shame planks out there like this:

Serioulsy tele-brothers, you have no idea how much you're hurting yourselves by skiing on shite like this! And i don't wanna hear noise like 'oh, they work fine for the type of terrain i ski and my level ability'. BS. Continue to flail and not push yourself. What do i care. Maybe you'll just quit tele'ing all togther and stop making my sport so goddamn mainstream.

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