Sterling Skis Contest Official Entries

This thread for contest entries only. Please use the Sterling Skis Contest Announcement thread for comments and questions.

To be entered in a random drawing to win the deluxe Sterling Ski Package, you must:

• Wait until 12:00 a.m. February 9, 2010
• Be an EpicSki Supporter in good standing as of 11:59 p.m. February 18, 2010
• Add at least one sentence to the post immediately before yours. The sentence must continue the flow and make sense in the context of a Fantasy Trip Report that begins with this sentence:

"I dreamed I won a pair of Sterling Matterhorn Speed Skis and had the most fantastic day of skiing in my life."

It had been dumping for the last day and a half, nearly two feet of fresh in the trees but my objective that day was to gorilla grip the groomers.  I was grateful to be able to gas it as the Matterhorns gleefully grappled the graupel and greased the gates.

Then I came to my senses and finally took them into the trees. As the bark flew by, the years dropped away, the wrinkles left my face, my hair turned from white to brown again, my back straightened and I was freed from the bonds of Earth.

I land in pillowy powder, coming to a stop and start hiking Horstman glacier again. Matterhorn's over my shoulder, not a cloud in sight, last run: 47 seconds; With a smile I think, let's see if we can't beat that.

Thanks for the great contest, nolo. :)

Edited by MattH - 2/9/10 at 2:31pm

My Sterling skis now magically transport me to Olympic glory at Whistler.  Never before has a person won all the downhill skiing events on a single pair of skis.

Edited by brownie_bear - 2/9/10 at 8:39am

Ski days like this can only be described as art in motion.

I dreamed I was in my Sterling skis and skied down the US Capitol lawn with all the snow we have gotten here in DC and the Secret Service Police hot on my trail.  Unable to catch me, I had to wonder if they wanted to arrest me or take my beautiful skies away from me.

 And then I realized that the dream was real and every thing else was the dream. 

The only thing faster than my beloved Sterling Matterhorn Speed Skis is my out of control Prius.

Which could be found careening down a mountain pass.

Copied and pasted for easier following of the story (-:

"I dreamed I won a pair of Sterling Matterhorn Speed Skis and had the most fantastic day of skiing in my life."

It had been dumping for the last day and a half, nearly two feet of fresh in the trees but my objective that day was to gorilla grip the groomers.  I was grateful to be able to gas it as the Matterhorns gleefully grappled the graupel and greased the gates. Then I came to my senses and finally took them into the trees. As the bark flew by, the years dropped away, the wrinkles left my face, my hair turned from white to brown again, my back straightened and I was freed from the bonds of Earth. The traditional good looks of my Sterling skis, the soft snow and the blue bird day made the turns happen effortlessly---is it real or just a dream? Hiking Horstman glacier, Matterhorn's over my shoulder, not a cloud in sight, last run: 47 seconds; With a smile I think, let's see if we can't beat that.

My Sterling skis now magically transport me to Olympic glory at Whistler.  Never before has a person won all the downhill skiing events on a single pair of skis. Ski days like this can only be described as art in motion. I dreamed I was in my Sterling skis and skied down the US Capitol lawn with all the snow we have gotten here in DC and the Secret Service Police hot on my trail.  Unable to catch me, I had to wonder if they wanted to arrest me or take my beautiful skies away from me. And then I realized that the dream was real and every thing else was the dream. 

With the Matterhorns defeated, my youth restored, Olympic gold achieved and the Secret Service evaded, I knew that the time had come for the Sterlings to reveal their true power. Their ski powers activated through the silver portals on the tips, and the hour was at hand to become the most powerful alpine racer of all time. With a silver and snowy flash we were transported to Germany, 1936, where we began to win every event in the Garmisch-Partenkirchen Olympics. Their energy unleashed by my unsurpassed skiing skills, the Sterlings were now ready to rip through time and win every single downhill event ever.

Everything slowed down. It was like entering another dimension. The mountain looked smaller, my long fast turns gliding and riding shape of the the mountain like a roller-coaster.

As I came to the bottom of the mountain pass, there was a single skier, the only person within 20 miles.  The skier took off her helmet, shook her hair in the wind, and checked out my Sterling Matterhorns as I skidded to a stop.  It was none other than Linsey Vonn!

She told me how much she admired my "Sterling"  figure 8's and I told her how much I admired her figure. 

As I approached the finish line I noticed 3 men in long dark overcoats watching my every move.  At first i thought they were admirers but then noticed something sinister about their looks and realized I could not stop but instead flashed through the finish line and slide out into the alley and down past the rathskellar in a blur. 

I ducked, bobed and weaved as the bullets whizzed by.  At this point I really wished it was all a dream.

I heard shots being fired behind me and knew these people meant business. LIttle did they know that even sharpest of sharp shooters was no match for my Sterling Matterhorn Speed Skis.

 The alley came to a dead end and I was rapidly closing in on a brick wall, about eighteen feet tall.

As I sped away at nearly the speed of light, I realized it was time for a true challenge.  The silver discs on my Sterling Matterhorn Speed Skis lit up and transported me to the freestyle mogul finals, circa 1984.  It was time for the run of my life vs. Rudy Garmish, Harkin Banks and Squirrel Murphy.

With the Sterling Matterhorns, I knew it was going to be a tricked out ride sending Rudy back to school, forcing Harkin to cash in early and pushing the Squirrel back to the woods.

When I saw the ski school practicing in Mammoth Mt for Giant Slalom, it was just amazingly attractive. I dreamed I won a pair of Sterling Matterhorn Speed Skis and had the most fantastic day of skiing in my life if I could just burst through the gate and glide through every turn with Sterling...:)

 I am now the envy of all men and the object of desire of all women.

At the starting gate I said to Rudy, "Well, Rudy...you can kiss my ass! Not on zat side, not on zat side, but right in the middle!" I did a back flip and I was off conquering the moguls, it was as if the lower half of my body was a separate entity entirely.

 Said SteepShots as she tried speed telemarking for the first time...

 As the day came to a close and I realized it was time to put the Sterling Matterhorn's to rest for the evening, I sat on a bench outside the cabin door watching the snow falling and wiping them down, caressing each detail of sensual lines and knowing that the morning would bring more of the ecstasy that was experienced just a few hours earlier.  Meanwhile I was wondering, "if I were Sigi what could I do with these magnificent skis to turn the boys heads?"

 Woke up.  Loaded up on Carbs.  Went back to sleep!

The next morning, I woke up to blue skies and a foot of pow left on the ground from overnight. My Matterhorns were in the sun, reflecting hot rays into my eyes. When I got to Jackson Hole, I clipped in and I knew immediately that these skis would be the skis I need to tear up this infamous mountain.

we got nuked for 3 days straight.  good thing the car was covered.....and didnt start....so we biked it to the bus stop and saved some gas....  at the hill, the crowd was stoked.....  ACDC was blastin and people were hooting and hoolering before the lifts started spinning. ...... first ride up on the new boards got me going, the heart, the brain, the senses, were all heightened... i felt like an animal....and thanks to the skiis i was!