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Before spending a week with my family in Mexico I was in the mountains skiing powder and chasing blue sky for photos with illusion of minimal venerability. The beach has been nice, however a little frustrating at the same time knowing the snow reports have been reporting fresh every day I have been away. With the snow falling relentlessly throughout the mountains and other locations throughout the world it’s turning out to be a great season thus far. However, with a few recent deaths in Colorado due to avalanche activity the reality of our sport is becoming a grim topic for discussion for those who don’t possess or comprehend the allure or addiction to gravity fed sports. After spending some time engulfed in a community as addictive as a ski town, surfing has been an exciting alternative however the activities participant’s prevalent misunderstanding or neglect for the power of nature can be alarming. Not to say surfing carries the same eminent risks as skiing, but the reality is there. As we all continue our fervent search for that perfect turn or for the one spot on this earth that will fulfill our incessant lust for excitement, we need to remember that high tide or a powder day alike merely paints our fears with a zest for the moment and conceals our rational judgment. Mountains, like the ocean, carry an addictive allure that needs to be respected despite their tainted reputation. Nature’s great wonders, despite their auspiciousness, will rape you of the thrill and deposit you on the yellow brick road that is no place like home. For the sake of your body and for the minds of those who love you ride the wave and tame the mountain, but use your best judgment before you drop in.
Anyway, I will be here in Mexico for a day more and then I fly to Canada for the Canadian Freeskiing Championships. We’ll be in touch.
Word,
~T