Originally Posted by KIRKRIDER
Last weekend, poaching for stashes of pow with my son, cruising trough woods at low speed, I dodge a branch, just to get the next broken pointy stump right on my forehead. almost knocked me off the board. It was pointing at me and was a pretty sharp one too. without helmet I would have needed stitches for sure. But then I use protective gloves and padded shorts too..
Yesterday at Baker, I fell in a gnarly patch of deep stuff. As I was getting up, NWBoarder came in, fell over backwards, and smacked me right on the forehead with the bottom of his board. I actually saw the big ol' NS insigna coming straight at me.
Pretty glad I had a helmet on.
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