from there i headed through the woods and then back to the bottom again, the gradual sloping run taking almost a quarter of a minute to get down. i then headed over to the rope tow, which is just that, a rope that tows you up the hill. no poma, no handle to grab on to, that would be sissy. just let the wet rope slide through your hands until you feel ready to squeeze and enjoy the ride. below you can see some folks having some issues with the squeeze part...
from the summit of the rope tow i spotted some locals building a booter.
the old jump, please note the landing transition...
the great part about riding on super bowl sunday was that at about 2 the place cleared out as folks in the midwest do not want to miss any of the 5 hours of pregame coverage, because as much as they might love snow play, football is a religion and not to be missed.
so that left the 2 lifts, 3 rope tows and 1 pomaish kinda lift to myself and about 50 others... pretty rad.
so i might kid a bit about some of the conditions and whatnot, but bottomline is that a bunch of folks come out and have just as much fun as any gypsy hipster kid in tahoe, or any xxl "tech nine motherfucker" cat in big bear. its all about what you make of it...
so if you are ever in the neighborhood... don't hesitate to stop by the divine pine and tell them i sent you...
on a quick related side note. to whomever hit my car in the parking lot scraping and denting it without leaving a note to even say you are sorry, may karma come back and fuck you in the ass...
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Urgh, bad times my friend with the car...
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