The first weekend of January, I went on a ski trip to the Poconos mountains in Pennsylvania. To be frank, this is one place you do not want go for a ski vacation. People dare to call it a mountain, when it is really a hill. This hill had only 1 lift and 6 runs. Included in this wonderful thrill ride is 500 vertical foot drop down the this bump. Do I need to say anything more? This was the worst ski trip in history. Black diamonds on this slope are green in Tahoe or any 'real' mountain. Making matters worst, they had the nerve to still charge $36 for this crap.
Call me a snowboarding or mountain snob. Call me what you want. That will not change the fact that I learned on one of the premier mountains in the US. I remember my first 2 hour run down the Squaw Valley slope while Kenta and Kenny laughed at me banging my head every 3 minutes on the hard ice. Those two hours changed my view of snowboarding forever. I learned to love the sport, but more importantly, I came to appreciate a quality run and mountain. Skiing the Poconos is like eating a California El Farolito Burrito and eating a New York burrito. It is like driving a Lexus and then go back to driving a Mazda. You just cannot not do it. Expectations and the desire for quality taints your perception. All the Poconos mountains do is tease you making you want more. I sit here as I type this going through withdrawals yearning for a fix of a real mountain. I solely blame this on Kenta, who made me live up to my word of 'going snowboarding next.'
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That was one of the best images...250 pounds of Taj jamming down the mountain unable to turn or stop, yelling at moms and kids to get the hell out of the way, gaining more and more speed unti he'd catch his front edge and slam into the packed snow, saving his body some pain by breaking the fall with his head. And then getting up again for more of the same. Kenny on the other hand has yet to go faster than 5 mph, citing safety concerns.
Posted by k-ro | January 16, 2006 12:01 PM
Posted on January 16, 2006 12:01
Skiing Tahoe is like driving a lexus? I take issue with that. I insist it is more like driving a Mercedes. Preferrably a Mercedes-Benz C230 Sport Sedan, with industry-first seven-speed transmission, 17" wheels, and an Electronic Stability Program to ensure precise handling under even in the most extreme driving weather. Vist your local authorized Mercedes-Benz dealer now for a lease offer 2.9% financing on select C, E and M models. Legal restrictions apply.
As one can tell, I have a great job as a "writer" over here in New York.
Posted by workmonkey | January 18, 2006 11:08 AM
Posted on January 18, 2006 11:08