Skiing was definately on a downward trend in the mid eighties. I lived in a small town outside of Mammoth and none of us ever went skiing. As soon as we discovered snowboards we hiked small hills near our houses and built tiny kickers to no-where that we thought were the best things ever. When we could finally ride June mountain we did, and we sucked. We got spit on, body checked, knocked over in line, cut off, punched... the list goes on. Sometimes we fought back, sometimes we turned the other cheek and shredded pow.
I miss those days! In the end we won, but sometimes I feel like the over-commercialization and corporatization of our sport killed the one thing we all had in common back in the day.
On that note, it's time to go ride. Have a great day and go play on a stupid wooden toy. Don't forget to piss off a skier here or there for old times sake!