Olex

LOL. That's funny and true.

To those who are just starting out like me, I have noticed that first few days seem like one has to be a superman to snowboard. As a scared beginner, a common reaction is to tense up all the muscles and joints, so one would get tired very quickly. Once one progresses the efficiency improves rapidly and snowboarding suddenly becomes much easier.

(Imho.)

destroy

Always stoked to see old folks who are into it! I always make sure to say "I wish my parents were that cool!" when I see a cool looking mom or dad with their kid out having a good time... especially if she looks nice

Now, I'm 26... but I look a lot older, and I just got into it at the start to the season this year. Last weekend I was taking the chair with a kid who was maybe a few years younger than me who said "it's never too late to start!" when I told him this is my first year... reminded me of the scene in Point Break with the kid at the surf shop...

"Hey man, it's cool... a lotta guys your age are takin' it up..."

"I'm 25...

"That's what I mean man..."

Grandpa

I met a couple guys at roller skating that taught at Trollhaugen in WI and decided to give it a try as I wasn't getting any younger at 62. Took a couple lessons at the tail end of last year and one this year at our local ice hill in MN.

Not progressing real good but loving every bit of it except the bruised behind. It takes me a week to recover but I still get back out there. I'm determined to figure this out.

Also can't wait to get my 38 year old kid some lessons and get out with him and a couple grandkids.

extra0

^hope you're wearing pads. You can put a lot of pads under snow outerwear and no one will notice, but at least get some butt pads....you'd be surprised how many boarders of all ages are secretly wearing them (even pros)

Grandpa

Yes, thank you. I got some toward the end of this season before a trip to Colorado. I would recommend them to everyone now. Even makes it warmer sitting on the snow. At the urging of my wife & kids I even got a helmet but hardly ever fall on my head.

Earthdog

Grew up skateboarding in SoCal in the 60s.

In the 80s my college roommate hated to drive and loved to ski. Asked me to drive him out west for an interview. I'd never been on anything snow related before. Asshat left me on a black diamond at Alta. I was wearing jeans, a cotton flannel shirt, and a snow parka. You can guess the rest. I could not keep 2 sticks pointed in the same direction to save my life and swore to never touch the ski slope again in my life.

Fast forward 20 years; sitting in my house in Utah watching the snow fall, thinking "another winter sitting inside?" "Naw". At the same time there was a Toyota truck commercial on TV that showed some boarder blasting through deep pow and it looled like a blast.

So I asked the pierced and tatted up surf punk at work if he'd teach me to ride. He laughed but agreed to do it. We spent 2 nights at a local park on the hill learning toeside, then heelside, then linking turns.

After that it was up Big Cottonwood Canyon every weekend and Brighton on Wednesday nights. Then, work took me out to the midwest and I went once to Trollhaugen in Wisconsin. It was just too depressing after spending days in waist deep Utah powder. It was just packed ice as far as I could tell.

Hung up the deck until this year. A new job in Colorado has brought me back to the mountains. Now I just have to wait for winter...

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