In my skiing days, we did not have snowboarders. We did have little kids that seemed to zip around.
In my younger and more reckless days I took a full speed crash into a large rock and split my face open down to the skull right around my eye socket, which fortunately is the strongest part of the skull.
I think you close your eyes, take a deep breath, point downhill and start screaming desparately. I never liked skiing. Whenever I am coerced into going up north, I sit in front of the fire in the base lodge and read a book. Maybe I cast an occasional glance at the ski bunnies . . .
One cat prowls around small town Vermont.
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How? Very carefully but with lots of exhileration, esp. of there's powder.
If you are on skies and would like to live dangerously, do it the downhill way!
There are numerous ways to get to the bottom and to me they are all dangerous. LOL MB
I agree with Kate -- carefully.
In my skiing days, we did not have snowboarders. We did have little kids that seemed to zip around.
In my younger and more reckless days I took a full speed crash into a large rock and split my face open down to the skull right around my eye socket, which fortunately is the strongest part of the skull.
Broke my femur downhill skiing, so its cross country now!
Recklessly? Cautiously? Hilariously? Did you go down this hill, brattcat?
I used to do it on my buttocks before to decide to give up! :o)
Short of a bobsleigh, I'll have a sleigh.
The shortest possble path will not work here.
If you ski like I do you will bounce down on your backsides.
Hello!
I have not skied anytime in my life.
I think you close your eyes, take a deep breath, point downhill and start screaming desparately. I never liked skiing. Whenever I am coerced into going up north, I sit in front of the fire in the base lodge and read a book. Maybe I cast an occasional glance at the ski bunnies . . .
I don't know. I just kept falling down every time I tried to do this.
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