Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Hey You Guys!! (Climbing is awesome!!)


Indoor vs. Outdoor?
What a sweeping question. There are so many issues and concerns and perspectives that this question involves.

Which is more fun?
Which is better for training?
Which is safer?
Which is a better way to learn?

Sport climbing is the way most people, in this era of accessibility, get introduced to climbing. Top roping is widely considered a tactic of sport climbing by traditionalists. Therefore, gym climbing is pretty much all sport climbing.
There are many places in the world where climbing outside year-round is totally feasible. Some of us even get the privilege of living in these places. But for the rest of the world, gym climbing is sort of a necessity if we really want climbing to be a major part of our lives. I've talked to professional climbers who spend less than 10 days a year in a gym, and known others to spend 90% of their time climbing indoors. Gyms have gotten much better at providing more life-like and realistic terrain, not to mention much harder routes than can be easily found outside.
The days of having to travel hours away from home to find hard routes are largely gone.

While this massive increase in climbing gym profusion has done lots of great things to help grow the industry, providing major sources of revenue for climbing companies and upcoming climbers who still need to pay bills, there are some downsides.
How many of the people you see in your local gym on a Saturday night do you think you're likely to find out at the crag when the rock dries out?
The sad truth is that, to many of the gym customers who are paying to keep our young climbers employed, the rock gym is just an alternative to the traditional gym that is more fun, more social, and more hip. Many of them are just tired of lifting weights and running on the hamster wheel, don't want to pay a personal trainer or take a class, and have noticed that rock climbers are fit and sexy. Many to most of them won't take the next logical step and become what I consider "real climbers".
However, as I mentioned, there are some professional climbers out there whose entire careers are based on pulling plastic and kicking ass in competitions. But they are the few, the strong, the elite.
Climbing gyms will likely remain populated primarily by sometime climbers in it for a good social scene while they pump out their work day stress.

The flip-side to this coin are the hordes of new climbers who were introduced to climbing at the local gym by a friend, significant other, or meetup group. These rookie climbers don't know anything about the history of climbing, probably have no idea how Sport climbing and Trad climbing differ, and have never paid access or land use issues any mind. They also have probably never considered stewardship and cooperation with other user groups or land owners. Many of them are going to come out to the local crag when the sun starts to shine again, drop their garbage on the ground and forget to pick it up, take short cuts from one place to the next, and make land owners and managers take note of the massive increase in traffic and question whether climbing is so great for the area.
Many of the best sport climbing locations in the world, and increasingly these days bouldering areas are falling into this category, have been mired in hotly contested access debates for decades. When the popularity of climbing sees surges like it is now, it's even more critically important than ever to educate and mentor new climbers about being stewards and making a good impression on everyone. If we don't make climbers look good to the general public and the land management groups, someone else will make climbers look bad.

I think learning to climb outside has traditionally been the pathway to introduce new climbers in a way that makes them aware of and sensitive to these issues, even if they don't yet feel any sense of ownership over them. When they make their decision to become a climber, they will be good stewards and represent climbers the way we deserve to be represented.
That being said, I think there are lots of ways we climbers can help introduce those who learned in the gym to climbing outdoors in a way that engenders awareness and respect of our critical footprint. I'm not going to go into them right now, that's for a different discussion, but it does segue nicely into my next point.

When a new climber, or relatively new climber, takes to climbing outdoors, I believe it's critical for them to plug into the local climbing community. Whether they find some friends from the gym who have been climbing for a while to take them outside, or just join a group of outdoor climbers on a meetup website or school club, getting hooked up with some experience is crucial. Climbing is dangerous. Experience can be the difference between a properly or incorrectly tied knot, a soft catch or a hard yank that pulls out protection, a rope thrown safely or one that dislodges a boulder and kills someone below.
Climbing is also expensive. Trad climbing requires a ton of expensive gear. So does sport climbing. A Sport rack is a big investment. Trad racks are probably 3x more complicated, not to mention heavy. Thinking that a novice climber with a bunch of gym climbing under their belt is just going to go out and buy a rack and start Sport or Trad climbing is ridiculous. Let someone who has experience, (and a solid gear setup) take you out and get you well-versed in using the gear so you know what you need to buy. Then start buying your gear one piece at a time. Obviously a harness and belay device, shoes and chalk bag, and maybe a helmet are the first step. After that, one item per paycheck is a good idea and will have you ready to set up your own top rope climbs in a few months. If you want to get into Trad climbing, awesome! I think you'll find it's incredibly different from anything gym climbing, bouldering or Sport climbing have prepared you for. But it's a blast! Go with a super experienced trad climber and clean their routes. Climb on their gear! Learn how they set a route, how they build anchors, how they choose what gear to carry on a climb. Spend a lot of time with several experienced climbers and learn different perspectives. Read a ton. But don't think that you have to invest thousands right off to get into it!
The bottom line is that you can learn a ton and save a lot of money by tagging along with those who know what's up. And ultimately, the difference between being a "real climber" (someone who is a good representative of climbers everywhere), and an annoying gym rat clogging up the crag, is knowing how to listen to good advice and learn from it. Confidence goes a long way in climbing, and in my book, nothing builds confidence more than having a good foundation.
So build your foundation.
Build it in your gym; practicing and testing your techniques and safety skills, developing strength and confidence, and building a solid circle of friends who are committed to helping you become the best climber you can be.
Or build it outside; watching and learning from the locals who've been there for years doing it right, being stewards of climbing, teaching you and others like you how to set a good example. Have a great time, experience the climbing lifestyle, get chalk and gravel tangled into your hair, develop amazing calluses and even better muscles.
But remember, a solid foundation takes time to build. It's not an overnight process.
In the long run, the more time you spend in the beginning learning the ropes and building your skills, letting the experience and passion of experienced climbers around you rub off on you, the more you're going to enjoy the journey.
And have fun! Because that's what it's really all about anyway, right?

Friday, February 10, 2012

What's the word for...?

Finding power where it’s least expected?
Or finding a daunting task much easier than expected?
Better yet, finding the way back to the top shorter and easier than it appeared on the way down?
I’d like to think this phenomena in cycling is a good lesson to carry over into life.

I needed a 12.5 mile ride yesterday, as per my “training plan”, but I’d missed a couple of rides and it had been exceedingly windy for the previous 9 days. I decided to start with 12.5 and see how I felt. Leaving home at 3:45 meant I already had somewhat of a time constraint. But I threw my headlamp in my jersey pocket just in case darkness caught me miles from home.

I began the ride by taking the bike trail/MUP East, figuring I’d ride to where the pavement ends and decide where to go from there. But after a couple of miles I’d already decided the Sandy River was calling my name. The majority of my rides over the past few months had taken me along the Clackamas, so it was time for a change of scenery.

After about 10 miles I decided I’d better be realistic about how much time I had and how my legs were feeling, being that I was already feeling a dull burn and having a little trouble with gradual climbs and the light headwind that was coming at me intermittently. I took a left just before Dodge Park Road dropped down the hill into the river valley, knowing if I continued straight and down the hill I was in for a long loop with a few miles of sustained climbing to get back up. And with recent rain and very large Maple trees filling the valley, I was slightly apprehensive about fast, tricky descending in late day light.

The left turn provided a couple of short mellow hills, which served to warm my legs up and made me feel much better about the dull burn I had been feeling. It was getting less and less with each climb, and I was surprised to find that I wasn’t getting fatigued after 10 miles, but rather just warming up.

After crossing 2 more intersections I came to 2 no outlet signs: one a confirmed dead end (I confirmed it just then), and the other the road down into Oxbow Park. I’d been down to Oxbow Park a couple of times before, but never on the bike. I knew the river was about 500 feet below me, and that the road through Oxbow was long, but I also knew it was less than half the distance of the Dodge Park loop, and I was pretty pumped to ride some more mileage and some more hills now that my legs were warm.

I went ahead and took the Oxbow Park Rd. As I was rolling down the hill, tucked tight against my stem, hands in the drops in boxer position, fingers teasing the brakes, I noted how much speed I was building, and how far and fast I was traveling down into the river valley. I couldn’t help thinking it was going to be a long, burly bitch of a climb back up this hill. I’m not trying to sound like a weenie, scared of a little climbing.

However, my front shifter had been broken for a few weeks, and I’d chosen to lock out the derailleur in the big ring, since Portland is primarily flat and pretty easy to get around at 53xanything. I was just concerned that with 53x28 being my easiest gear, I might end up walking the steepest bits of this ride back out of here.

The descending was fun, though, and the road was deserted, the views spectacular. I wanted to ride it all the way to the end, to see the erosion along the river banks and the washouts that had half of Oxbow Park closed to any use, and the entire place off limits to camping. I got to the end, turned around and found a good spot to get right to the edge of the bank. I took a few pictures, drank some water, put my headlight on and stretched the crap out of my hamstrings, quads, calves and hips for the ride back up.

I dug in for the climb, stood up out of the saddle for the steepest parts, kept accelerating through the faux plats, and found myself back on top in 5 minutes, with no cramps, no stitches, no real pain to speak of. It was much easier than expected, and in fact quite a fun climb! I even felt so good I climbed a couple of extra hills on the way home instead of weaving my way around them and returning by the flat, albeit slightly longer route.

When I reached the last 5 miles of the ride, I found the endorphin rush exhilarating, and found myself pushing 24mph for 3 miles. The tailwind must have been helping me out. I shifted back up to the 28 for the last mile and a half to spin out the lactic acid buildup, and got home feeling light, energized, and perfectly ready to ride another 20 miles. So, instead of heading inside, I rolled around the block to the schoolyard and did some chest opening stretches and push ups, pull ups, and hanging leg lifts. It felt good to target my core and give it a little extra something after the ride, and I could feel my lower back getting more used to climbing in the bigger gear.

I guess I’m building slowly and gradually enough to avoid throwing my back out or straining it with this large gear. I still don’t think I’m ready to go climb up to Skyline Rd at 53x28, but I think I will find it easier to make the transition back up to 86 gear inches on the track come May.

Brutish-looking, intimidating climbs melting away under my wheels? Awesome!

Thursday, March 11, 2010

2011 Bataleon Sowboard Graphics

2011 Bataleon Snowboards Graphics


































Undisputed 163 - All-Mountain Freeride
also comes in 168



































Project Green 159
Recycled FSC Certified All-Mountain Freeride



































Omni 159
All-Mountain Freeride, slightly stiff
also comes in 163



































Goliath 157 - Directional Freestyle Mid-Flex
Also comes in 153, 157Wide, 164 and 164 Wide



































Jam 157 - Directional Freestyle - Stiffer
Also comes in 153 and 164



































Fun Kink European Edition 153 - Directional Twin Freestyle
Also available in US Edition, which is wider with a different graphic




































Riot 155 - Stiff Twin Freestyle
Also comes in ???



































Classic Evil Twin 151 - True Twin Freestyle Park Shape
Also comes in 151 159? 161?



































Airobic 155 - Soft Freestyle Twin
Pricepoint board, also comes in 151, 159?



































Distortia 151 - Womens Freestyle Directional
Also comes in 143, 147 and 153?



































Evil Twin 151 - True Twin Park Board
New shape is narrower in nose and tail
Also comes in 154, 159?



































Violenza 145 - Womens Twin
Slightly stiffer than the Distortia, priced lower
Also comes in 151, ???

Not pictured:
Fun Kink American Edition
Enemy Extra Light
Evil Twin Artist Edition x Antistrot

Sunday, February 14, 2010




John C FS grab - Northstar, Hater Day

Thursday, February 11, 2010

weathering

The past week and a half has been a shitstorm.
Since returning from SIA, everything's been caught up in a whirlwind and I've felt like Dorothy and Toto tossed about in a rickety old cabin through the maelstrom.
I'm trying to find the ground and knowing that when the storm passes, I will not find myself surrounded by technicolor candy flowers and pseudo-leprechaun lilliputians in the service of the Good Witch of The East.
I will still be here, and the aftermath will need sorted through.

Somehow, amidst all of this, I promise to you and mysef that I will get Dropping back on track and you will see photos and ramblings daily again. Hopefully there will even be more than there has yet been.

Please, bare with me, hang in there, and check back next week for more.

Sunday, January 31, 2010

Things to do in Denver when you're dead....


WaterCourse Foods
Denver, Colorado

One of the highlights of any trip to Denver for a vegan is WaterCourse Foods.
Had to stop by for breakfast after a long night of chauffeuring drunken revelers to parties and concerts.
The breakfast menu is wonderful, with a wide range of options from Vegan French toast to Breakfast Burritos with Eggs and Chorizo. All of the ingredients are fresh, local and organic, and they even have their own bakery where they produce their very own breads, bagels, pastries and Empanadas!
I had the Blue Plate Special, which is two eggs any style or scrambled tofu, toast, your choice of home fries, brown rice, sweet potatoes or hash browns with your choice of gravy, green chili or salsa. I had the tofu, sweet potatoes and gravy. It was amazing!
Since I was in Denver last WaterCourse has moved their main location to a nicer, new building with more space and a larger kitchen. Which means the wait to sit and the wait to get food is much shorter, the noise is far more tolerable, the outside seating is perfect for sunny mornings or afternoons, and families and friends can now enjoy conversation and relax while they enjoy a delicious meal.
Also new is City’oCity, WaterCourse’s bar/café/coffee shop attached to the bakery.
The place is awesome on a Saturday night, with great vegan thin crust pizzas and amazing Seitan Wings!
Next time I’m here, I think I’ll probably skip Wahoo’s and anywhere else and eat at WaterCourse and City’oCity all three meals, every day!

Friday, January 29, 2010

Speakeasy Tiger


Afterpartying is always either too lame or too intense. Tonight was not lame.
The Nikita after-party was cool. It was at a European Cafe/Lesbian Bar called Leelas.
There was a band called Speakeasy Tiger playing and they were awesome!
Other than that, there was a fashion show and they raffled off a trip to Iceland or Austria to benefit ProtectOurWinters.org

After that we went on a mission for Joey to get lifted which involved parking outside of a strip club for 30 minutes waiting for him to wait for someone who was waiting for someone, and so on.

After that it was time for the Burton After-Party, and that was nuts. I'll let others fill you in on that party, because despite the fact that I was straight sober the whole time, as always, it's still a little blurry.

What we didn't get to tonight included Trevor "Trouble" Andrew playing a private party show, MFM's SK8 Party at Varmin HQ, Salomon's party, and DJ ZTrip playing a long sold-out show somewhere else in town.

Still, fun times!

I have pictures to post, but I left the camera case in the rental car, so I will retropost them tomorrow for you to see.

It's 2:40 am, so I'm out. See you tomorrow.

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Mission

Damn, getting here was a mission. But I'm here! So stoked to finally get to chill out and do some work. The new line looks sick! Bataleon is definitely here to stay.
I'll take pics tomorrow and put them up.
Right now, it's time to get out and make an appearance!

SIA Day 2

Woke up at 4:13 am, made a quick breakfast, and got in the car.
Drove about 8 minutes the back way to I-80 before realizing I had forgotten to get gas last night, and the car was on empty.
So we had to drive 10 minutes out of the way for gas, which I couldn't afford.
So we get gas and charge down to the airport, where we need to be by 5:25 in order to check my baggage on time for my flight.
I walk through the doors to the US Airways tickting counter at 5:23, walk through the line and stand there waiting.
They call me over and tell me that it's too late to check my bag, and I have to wait for the 9:30 flight.
Stoked.

So I'm at the airport watching all these flights on other airlines leave for Denver, while I wait for a later flight to Phoenix and then to Denver.
On the good side, I'm only arriving 30 to 45 minutes later than my 6:10 flight would have gotten me there. So there's that.

And of course I have to add insult to injury by reading blogs about SIA Day 1 while I wait. I don't know why I'm so excited to get there. Maybe it's the fact that I haven't been in years, feel totally disconnected from the industry, am going to reconnect with the company whose US operations I used to run, am super excited to start contributing again, yadda yadda yadda...

Anyway, I just saw a cool floor drain cover in the Men's Room I want to take a picture of...

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

SIA Yay!

Going to SIA! So Excited!
Who wants to go to the rail jam at the Hard Rock?.... What?.... No Hard Rock in Denver?.... Oh.
Well, who wants to go to the MGM Grand and gamble?.... Huh?... No gambling in Colorado?.... Oh.
Well, who wants to go to the afterparty on Sunday and get hammered?.... What?.... You can only get 3.2 beer on Sundays in Colorado?.... Oh.
Who wants to go see Wayne Newton?... Oh yeah, Colorado.
Who wants to hit the all-you-can-eat buffet?.... Oh yeah, Colorado.
Who wants to go see Cirque Du Soleil Zumanity?.... Colorado.
Ride the rollercoaster at New York New York?.... Colorado.

Damn, I guess we'll just have to look at snowboard stuff, talk about snowboard stuff, do snowboard stuff, and maybe catch an Avalanche, Nuggets or Rockies game.
Maybe the waterpark will be open, and the skateparks, and the whitewater park, and the REI climbing wall....

Monday, January 25, 2010

Soggy Sake

Went to work at the Burton Academy this morning, but they only sold one lesson. It was very wet and noone was on the hill.
So instead of teaching, a group of us took Yuji and Kae, two awesome Japanese shredders involved with the new Burton Academy in Japan, and showed them around the mountain.
It was super fun until noonish, when it got super wet.
I got to take a few runs on a Capita Green Machine, and it was super fun!
The Burton ICS Custom 158 I was riding, however, sucked.
I always thought the Custom was a mid-flex board.
This one was super soft torsionally, and it rode like a 153.

I have also not been too impressed with the Burton Cartels this year.
They seem really soft and the new high back design is crap.
This also goes for the P1's.

Don't even get me started on how the Burton boots fit my feet...

Sunday, January 24, 2010

Another Snow Day


Pretty much just kids getting upside down in powder. Can't really think of much else to say. My daughter is the cutest baby in the universe, and you know it.

Find more pictures here:
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=150244&id=581026782&l=26fe0b178b
(copy and paste, duh)

Sawtooth Ridge


The day was incredible! Sun, partly cloudy skies, cold, little wind, amazing snow, and a bunch of awesome kids to hang out and snowboard with. Not real sure what else I can say, except that it was rad!

Some of what went down:
Quickly built a decent jump in the best spot on the hill
Had lunch and a Monster KHAOS in view of Squaw and an incredible panorama of snow, rocks, trees, ridges, etc.
Ski Patrol showed up to join our party, and they were awesome guys. (terrible riders)
Griff guinea pigged the jump and ate crap, coming up short and hitting trees.
Clayton landed a FS 720 and pretty much landed a FS 810
Elisa BS 360'd
John BS 360 to face
David BS 180
Nicola, Vanessa and Jade boosting
Randy flying 50 feet to his back
C Walk the patroller BS 100 to powder explosion
Chris straight airing to landing
Griffin back flip 360
Jack Corked FS 360
Quinn FS 540
Dean going huge, grabbing Nothod
Camera battery died
Sweet powder turns back to the chair

It was pretty much an awesome day. Next time, you should come.
Find more pics here:
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=150244&id=581026782&l=26fe0b178b

Friday, January 22, 2010

White Rabbit

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James, the head coach of our snowboard team, decided that he needed an admin day to get some emails and office work done, so he asked me to coach today.

I showed up at 10 to 9 and met just one of our athletes.
It was a snow day, so the Truckee/Tahoe Unified Schools were out.
The athletes we normally coach on weekdays didn't show, so I got to work with just Griffin. Griffin is a 6'2" 16 year old shredder, and he pretty much kills it.
I could go into what kind of coaching Griff needs, but that would be off-topic.
It's enough to say that Griff rides powder pretty fast and loves to charge everything as fast as possible.

So Griff and I headed out and got on Zephyr, heading straight to Cookie Cliff, which was awesome. We rode down to the bottom of Backside, headed back up, and had to amazing Promised Land runs.
Next we decided to head to LookOut Mountain, and after a short run, a short Poma Lift ride, and a short traverse, we dropped into the Doctors' Office.
It was pretty off the hook. Big rocks completely covered in blower pow turned into great jumps, and we both got way more air than anticipated.

So we arrive at the bottom of Lookout, and the chair is stopped. We jump in line, close to the front, and see a bunch of race coaches, Ryan and his private lesson, and Paige, our program Administrator. I probably should have figured that someone knew something I didn't.
As we're standing in line killing time, I get a phone call from James, the head coach. I answer it, of course, and he tells me he just received an email telling him that White Rabbit is going to open in 15 minutes.

A little inside info: White Rabbit is about 1/3 of Lookout Mountain, the third that faces the backside and has the fewest trees on it. It is also the most consistently steep terrain at Northstar. The downside is that it is 95% rocks, and rarely gets enough snow to cover them. Last season it didn't open, as far as I know, and from what I understand rarely opens more than a few days a season.

So I let Ryan in on the secret once we load the chair, and we all head straight to the gate. Right behind us is Ski Patrol, and after waiting for about 3 minutes, we strap in and follo about 8 others through the gate.
We took the center section for the first run, and after a long traverse out involving some hard skating, we got back on the backside chair, rode to the top, strapped in, and b lined it back to the Lookout Link Poma.
Another short traverse and a top speed, no turns run down Martis deposited us back at the lift, where we rushed on and headed straight back to White Rabbit.
This time we headed far right. We got pretty deep back behind a ridge and almost got sucked into a gully that would have resulted in a long hike out.
We made the traverse and headed back to the same line for the next run.
The windlips and roller on WR were amazing! We found ourselves launching 30 to 40 feet and more without even trying and landing in soft, pillowy pow every time.
It was pretty incredible.

I forgot to mention that it was bluebird for every one of the runs we made, and cold, with almost no wind.
Anyone who says Northstar isn't sick needs to spend more time away from Vista.

Tomorrow we're hiking SawTooth Ridge all morning, maybe building a kicker, and having a picnic.
I love my job!

Blower

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Epic Winter Storm hits the Sierras, depositing 4 feet of snow in 5 days.
Many resorts are forced to close at least half of their lifts due to avalanche danger and high winds.
Many services are disrupted by the weather, and remain so for days on end as the snow just keeps coming.

I lost my internet for 4 days thanks to 37" of snow disconnecting a cable on the tower in front of my house, and it didn't bug me too much.
Just kept riding (swimming) all this amazing snow!

I know the title implies epic light dry snow conditions, and that's a bit of a stretch for Tahoe, even in the best of times.
We definitely got some great snow, but we also got a bunch of that awesome, wet, heavy crud we like to call Sierra Cement that solidifies our base and guarantees fewer core shots and fewer injuries on these amazing ungroomed pow days.

We're pretty grateful.
We had some friends in town from Mt Baker over the last 3 days, and they had a great time! The conditions reminded them a lot of home. It's just too bad nothing here is as steep as the blue runs at Baker. Even Squaw couldn't offer a suitable substitute for what passes for teaching terrain in the shadow of Shuksan. But they had a great time, and we were happy to play host!

Also, over the past few days, we received our shipment of Bataleon Demo Boards, and are excited to get the team on them. Hopefully we can convince some kids, parents, and shred heads to drop some dough and start riding the best not-flat boards ever conceived. If you, or anyone you shred with, is interested in trying one out, drop me a line, we'll see what we can do.

Enjoy the snow, don't get stuck, drive carefully, see you tomorrow!

Sunday, January 17, 2010

Patchouli

JohnO BS 180 Indy @ NStar

What's Yellow Orange and Red and looks good on a hippie?

Fire.

Why do hippies wear patchouli?

So blind people can hate them, too.

How many hippies does it take to screw in a lightbulb?

Dude, brah, leave the lights off, the glow from this roach looks like super trippy brah!

I love that the busy holiday weekends in Tahoe bring out all the Bay Area richers and the asian invasion, and not the crusty hippies, like in Colorado and Mt Hood.
This means I can leave my Hippie Killer paintball gun at home and go ride trees without getting a contact high while the hordes of Valley Folk ride thr groomers, moguls and park.

Hooray for 3 feet of snow in Tahoe this week!
People keep saying 8 to 15 feet, but that's crazy talk.
We'll take 3 feet and smile, thank you.

Saturday, January 16, 2010

Flood Gates

MLK Weekend Pipe Sesh @ NStar

Wow, another crazy Holiday Weekend in Northern California... So exciting.
My knees aren't taking this too well. I need to man up and start working out, running, hiking, jogging stairs, something. These kids just love the flat landings!

I think I can speak for everyone here when I say that we are very excited for this storm that's coming tomorrow night. They're predicting as much as 8 feet of snow in the next 5 days or so. The shoveling isn't going to be rad, but riding everyday will make up for it. It's easy to assume we'll be getting some good sleep these coming nights.

Okay, so I gotta air some funk here. What's up with all these kids breaking themselves? Why can't they just ride smart and listen to their coaches? Dropping like flies... If they would think before they do something, ask for help, listen to their coaches and take our advice seriously, humble themselves enough to trust us, their coaches, to know the easiest, most direct pathway to mastering their tricks...
We's be a real snowboard team! That might just be too much to take.

Pipe clinic tomorrow morning, jib clinic tomorrow afternoon, crowd surfing all day!!
Oh Yeah. Giggity giggity giggity.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Promise

Quinn switch overturn boardslide

Promise is an interesting word.
To have promise. To show promise. To make a promise. To break a promise.
Where does promise come from? Do we make it? Find it?
Can we cultivate promise?
If I'm coaching a kid who supposedly has promise, but I can't find it in him, is that my fault?
Should I be held responsible for creating that promise?
And what about when promise fails?
When all the hard work and dedication in the world fails to bring about what promise promised, and all that is left is disappointment? What then?

And what about when someone makes a promise, and breaks it? Can promise be fixed?

I think promise fits in the same category as words like try, maybe, should, could, can't, with sayings like "that's the best I can do", I tried my hardest", "I promise, next time I'll stick it, hopefully...".

In my world, everything has promise. Everything has the potential to fail or succeed.
The measure of that success is taken not by how hard we try, by how often we do.
I can say that I tried to do something, that outside forces made that thing impossible for me, or I can do that thing. There will always be outside forces, there will always be excuses, there will always be promise.
Fuck promise. DO.

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

The Road (It's a Rain Day)

If any of you have seen the movie already, and haven't read the book, you NEED to read the book! The book is an amazing work of fictional storytelling, and the prose is magically powerful and moving. If you are not into metaphor or dark, desperate, emotional imagery, you may want to skip it.
Here's an excerpt from the first 20 pages:

"He lay listening to the water drip in the woods. Bedrock, this. The cold and the silence. The ashes of the late world carried on the bleak and temporal winds to and fro in the void. Carried forth and scattered and carried forth again. Everything uncoupled from it's shoring. Unsupported in the ashen air. Sustained by a breath, trembling and brief. If only my heart were stone.

He woke before dawn and watched the gray day break. Slow and half opaque. He rose while the boy slept and pulled on his shoes and wrapped in his blanket he walked out through the trees. He descended into a gryke in the stone and there he crouched coughing and he coughed for a long time. Then he just knelt in the ashes. He raised his face to the paling day. Are you there? he whispered. Will I see you at the last? Have you a neck by which to throttle you? Have you a heart? Damn you eternally have you a soul? Oh God, he whispered. Oh God.

......

They were days fording that cauterized terrain. The boy had found some crayons and painted his facemask with fangs and he trudged on uncomplaining. One of the front wheels of the cart had gone wonky. What to do about it? Nothing. Where all was burnt to ash before them no fires were to be had and the nights were long and cold beyond anything they'd yet encountered. Cold to crack the stones. To take your life. He held the boy shivering against him and counted each frail breath in the blackness.

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The blackness he woke to on those nights was sightless and impenetrable. A blackness to hurt yours with listening. Often he had to get up. No sound but the wind in the bare and blackened trees. He rose and stood tottering in that cold autistic dark with his arms outheld for balance while the vestibular calculations in his skull cranked out their reckonings. An old chronicle. To seek out the upright. No fall but preceeded by a declination. He took great marching steps into the nothingness, counting them against his return. Eyes closed, arms oaring. Upright to what? Something nameless in the night, lode or matrix. To which he and the stars were common satellite. Like the great pendulum in its rotunda scribing through the long day movements of the universe of which you may say it knows nothing and yet know it must."

--Cormac McCarthy
The Road

Monday, January 11, 2010

Sick Day

Is it winter? Is it not January? Where is all the snow in such a hurry to get to, that it's disappearing from Tahoe so fast? I certainly hope someone out there is getting some to make up for what we're not.
All this hot and cold business is making everyone sick, including my whole household, and now me.
So I'm staying home today, watching SNATCH and any other thing that seems more fun than a barrel of rats, and trying not to eat myself into a coma.
The Shred Dudelander night camps at Boreal are taking shape, so I'm going to spend any spare time I get today working on marketing them and hopefully drumming up a few rich, shred-obsessed punters that will actually commit to paying the meager price of admission and showing up.
See you all on Wednesday.