Month after month of earthquake anxiety, disruptions, university overdoses and all night study benders have not helped. And any false hope of early season snowfalls have just fueled the dependence. Ski porn and the smell of new riding gear curbed the effects for some time, but immunity developed. Week in and week out, unseasonably warm and dry forecasts have been sucking up all hope, instead we've been 'spiraling down a deep hole that noone wants to ever go down' (lynette, 2011). Luckily I am not alone. In fact everywhere I look, flatmates, friends, fellow university slaves, ski-bums and people on TV, all suffering from the same soul destroying insanity caused by a late winter.
My friends, this could all be about to change...
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| Could it actually be real? If so, then it's ON! |
There was a brief repose earlier this week as we got the first turns in of the long awaited season. Core shots galore could not put a downer on the epic vibes that even lapping a sole T-bar, shaving ice and rock the whole way down the 60 second -top to bottem- run can provide. Myself and Plug accompanied a couple of young pups up to Mt Lyford, a small ski area in North Canterbury. A car load of us, and a handful of others were present. Naked skiing was respected (thanks Plug), beers were drunk and crashes applauded. Jacuzzi's and shooting stars were also there. This was just a warm up but we all knew that the real winter is just around the corner. Awsome couple of days cheers boys.
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Desperate times cause for desperate measures.
After a half hour scree climb Tom, Gareth, Plug and myself came up with this one.
Cheers for the image Gareth (stolen from FB). |
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| Plug about to rip the shit out of his line... |
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| White powder addict in withdrawals, lines in any form of any length will do - Me, pre-season 2011. |
Who knows, this time next week we may even have some SNOW!
