Pond Skimming

Today I truly had a once in a life time experience, skiing across a 90 foot body of water. That happened to be around 40°, and it was only 30° with a good breeze. To say the least I owned that body of water and skied across no problem the first time and won $20, for being awesome. After the first run I was pumped and ran back up for another turn. After waiting 20+ minutes for my 2nd turn I became inpatient (I know, very uncharacteristic of me) and started to yell at the guy who was sending us down because he kept on letting people go who have gone 2-3 times already. Only to have him say it was over and no more people could drop in. So after the last guy went and cleared the pool, I bombed it and went off the kicker spread eagle, and came down with my back and skis parallel to the water and skied in the most awkward position for about 20 feet, and than sank like a rock. Unfortunately our friend who was supposed to be taking videos of us was fucked up on PKs because he broke his collar bone last week and just had surgery 2 days ago, but he got one killer video of Schlink rippin' across the water. One guy came up after my 2nd jump and showed me a sweet pic of myself coming into the water, (not the one to the right) we exchanged emails and hopefully I'll get that pic soon.

I need to blog more often

I don't really know where to start so I'll start when I went home last week for my cousin's wedding. I got home on a Thursday night late after driving home from SLT with Wolf, Melling, and my fat brother. Hung out with some friends and went to bed early so I could go to the dentist appointment that my dad made for me. Which was complete bullshit, I'm almost 23 years old, I can make my fucking appointments.
So after a great nights sleep on the fantastic blue couch, I'm not kidding that couch is the shit to sleep on, ask any of my friends. Then again anyone who is dumb enough to read this blog has slept on it. The story isn't about that it was when I awoke and was going to poo out all of the fast food that I enjoyed inbetween Tahoe and Phoenix. And on the way down I was like "Whats up, extreme knee pain". Ok no problem I've had knee pains before it will go away by the time I'm done at the dentist, no swelling, I'm ok. But it continued to hurt all weekend and was killing me after flying on Tuesday back to SLT. So I can jump off cliffs with my skis (or I like to think I do), but sitting down to poo makes me fuck my knee up. Just Great.
Not that big of a deal because I really wasn't missing any good skiing as it was in the 60s when I got back. I worked every day at the ski shop and tryed not to think too much about skiing but I was itching to go when Cardosi and Nelson showed up on Friday. Then out of nowhere a storm came in and dumped 2 feet and I had to push myself, I was skiing on the last powder day of the season, especially with Cardosi and Nelsopn here. It was great, my knee hurt but nothing that I couldn't bear. Skiied today as well, and my knee is actually starting to feel better. I hiked up a bowl 3 times today and didn't have much trouble, except for my lungs.

I tried to take a panoramic pic from the top of Milky Way, but I think I need a tripod

A little bit of snow

Finally the storm we've been waiting for. We got dumped on with 3 feet last night and 2 feet the day before.