GABE’S BLOG DAY #3
Boss man made it through the border. Sometimes it can be pretty difficult to get into Canada. I’ve heard horror stories about fellow shreds getting turned around and having to drive home. Man. That would suck so hard.
The sled ride into the Alpine isn’t getting much easier. Getting out to the Canadian alpine comes at a price. Miles upon miles of bumps can beat the shit out of a man. Add the slams and rag dolls to that mix and you can get pretty peppered pretty fast. So Danny showed up and wanted to get busy. He was just in time as we spent the first half of the day shoveling, and then took a sprawl on our sleds, backcountry napping for a few hours.
The Baby(DK), got a little antsy and decided to leap off a rock onto a landing that resembled a parking lot, slightly slanted downhill. After two severe beat-downs he somehow stomped on the third try. He received a sore knee and lump on the side of his leg for his efforts.
As the sun was getting lower in the sky we shifted our efforts to the gap jump we had constructed. It looked sick but the landing was really steep and not that long. This meant that the speed had to be right on or else you’d land flat or on the deck, neither seemed enjoyable at all. Before we knew it Benji had slipped in and was ready to send one. He did. And went way too fast. The ground trembled as he splatted ten feet from the flat-bottom. I think the ground was worse off then he was but his guinea pig loosened everyone up and a sick session got started. Everyone landed a trick or two so when you couple that with a good jump and insane sunset light you have the makings for a productive session.
The Godfather rolled up as we were finishing up, interested in hitting our jump. The Godfather, aka Martin Gallant, is a Whistler backcountry fixture who has helped shape snowboarding into what it is today. Our first day, he rolled up on us and started to do donuts around our sleds pointing at us with one hand. After coming to a stop and slapping a few fives he plopped down his little digi camera and asked if we could press play when he yelled dropping.
We said “of course” and he proceeded to plop himself on the sketchiest cliff in the area. Next thing we knew the fog was in and he was climbing a tree or something. This became a common occurrence with the Godfather. I looked forward to our daily meetings with him, and enjoyed watching him ride the sketchiest shit I’ve ever seen in real life.
Danny was stoked on the day so took us out for dinner, thanks DK.
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