Whats some dumb, embarrassing, un-recommended thing YOU did on snow this season?

Put on my new boots stepped into the bindings got on the lift, made about 3 turns and double ejected.  

Oh ya, your supposed to adjust the bindings.  Who would have thought?  

Skied with bindings that I knew were garbage. See the video I posted for the Sierra trading post competition for results of that choice

Found myself cutting another skier off who had the right of way.  It was because I was thinking about myself only and not paying attention.  Thank God nobody was hurt.  Mea culpa.

I tried to see how far I could go sliding sideways on a groomer without stopping or straightining out, even though my brother and I have both crashed in the past doing the same thing. I went quite a long way until I inevitably caught an edge and flipped over on to my shoulder.

Eventually, I'll learn not to do that anymore.

Always ski with a rucksack, a hangover from when the kids were young. Twice this season, once in Vemdalen(Sweden) and once in Lake Louise got it caught on the chair. There is no way to look graceful being dragged along the floor. Very embarrassing!

Was going through some stomach related issues, that turned out to be a very tense day as far as toilet stops were concerned. Very tense indeed.



 

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Originally Posted by Lukas 

Was going through some stomach related issues, that turned out to be a very tense day as far as toilet stops were concerned. Very tense indeed.



 

That made me laugh!

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Originally Posted by Lukas 

Was going through some stomach related issues, that turned out to be a very tense day as far as toilet stops were concerned. Very tense indeed.



 

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Originally Posted by MidwestPete 

That made me laugh!

Depends......

This past season I fell prey to "It'll be fun."

At Crotched I run the nastar races on the weekend.  Second season doing it.  I started doing it because I love racing so much and the mountain needed someone to do it.  I mistakenly thought that being involved with it would get me racing more.  Kind of like the kid that takes a job at a theater so he can see more movies - ain't gonna happen.  Keep in mind I haven't been skiing that long (since 2005) , let alone racing (since 2009).  As one of the mountains nastar organizers, I wanted to go to the pacesetters trials for the info being presented since I'm still learning.  One of the pacesetters that was going said, "Just register as a pacesetter.  It'll be fun."  And things like "You'll get to ski with some great racers.  A.J. Kitt will be there.  How many people get to say they raced with A.J. Kitt?"

I took it hook line and sinker.

It was retched cold with more ice than snow.  Since this past season wasn't a banner year for snow, and it was still early in the season, we hadn't been able to set any gates because there wasn't enough snow on our nastar course.  This was our first time in gates for the season (as was the case for almost everyone there).  It was also my first time in the gates since my accident racing the previous season when I tore my acl, mcl and lcl.  Unbeknownst to me, I had developed a slight fear of being in the gates and was subconsciously holding back.  Didn't figure that out until almost the end of the season.

Granted, I wasn't expecting much as I'm typically just barely Gold, but I should be able to beat someone.  There's usually someone having a bad day and if nothing else a snowboarder will show up, like in previous years.  Not a snowboarder in sight .  I did beat one guy though .  He fell, stopped to fix the gate banner and then finished!    His previous run was Platinum so it didn't matter.

It just so happened the two real pacesetters that rode up with me didn't ski much better which isn't typical for them at all.  They both said it was their worst race day ever.  My race "buddies" commented "Ride with Ken; ski like Ken."  Fortunately the other two re-qualified a few weeks later and redeemed themselves with their typical platinum and gold. 

As for my results; Pacesetter:HC(coat) : 37.46 HC(suit) : 41.15  How would you like to be known as a "pacesetter" with those results!  I was going to call Nastar and ask them to delete it, but didn't want to draw anymore attention to it.  The good news is it will be gone this December, never to return!

I barely made Silver that day and still haven't overcome my fear of the gates fully.  It ends up I do value my marriage and career more than racing.  Who knew? 

My suit time wasn't really in a suit.  You're supposed to at least take your jacket off.  I said "Why?  Then I'll be slow and cold."  The second run (suit run) I knew where the scary parts would be, so I was able to brace myself for them.  Yea!  That'll make you faster

This coming season we're supposed to be hosting the regional pace setting trials so at least no one will have to get a ride from me .  I think I'll just set the timing and watch .

Ken

Failed to ensure that ALL the warm weather wax was removed from my kids' skis before clicking him in to them on a 5 degree day on our big road trip. 

Knowing that it had been raining / slaining all night at base elevations at Squaw, came flying back towards KT after my first run... and hit the mashed potatoes at full speed, leading to a sweet double ejection and belly slide.  The line applauded, although I was less embarrassed when about 5 people behind me did the exact same thing.

Ran into a skier. I was going too fast and didn't anticipate that I was going to get blocked in by skiers on either side. The good side of the story is noone was hurt and the person I hit was very understanding.

I once tried to pop open the rear binding on my skis getting them off the rack in front of the ski lodge at Kelly Canyon, Idaho in '79.  I don't know why it was in the 'down' position, but I pushed as hard as I could with my right thumb to reset it so I could step in.  My thumb hyperextended and it hurt like hell (found out later I actually broke it).  Stupid.  I still have those mean all-metal Tyrolia Clix Diagonals mounted on K2 Comp 610's staring at me when I go up in the attic.

(Edit:  Oh wait - topic says this season.  Well, I was perfect on the slopes this season.)

stepping out of Look bindings in front of KT bar and a crowd of locals, I stomped on the heel wrong and fell flat on my butt.

fell on a blue and managed to total my right side. Still not sure how it all happened but  still feel stupid about it. 

thought the drop in while in white out conditions was going to be much less than it turned out to be - also thought I knew where I was. 

Token spread eagle at the end of a double diamond run in front of the race school training, jump was not what it appeared and skis tried to do a back flip, crack several vertebra in front of the racers , finished the day skiing though. Skied the rest of the season  despite doctors orders.....What stupid things you do when you're young....Wife laughed all the way home.  I was luck not to break my neck

Also realized the warranty was up on the body.

According to my co-workers who don't ski, just getting back on the slopes this year was crazy after my tib-fib spiral fracture last year.  

As far as I know I made no really stupid.....no wait, it was at the Gathering, I was skiing by myself at the first day at Alpine Meadows, lst run or two, got a sense of the place and think I can handle the terrain, headed off somewhere (either Waterfall or Three Sisters) and found myself in the middle of some rocks with not nearly enough snow cover,  Ooops.  Too scary to jump (not what I'm into), a little steep to bootpack it up.  Had to carefully slide on butt/traverse/slide some more/traverse some more until I could ski out safely.

And......again at the Gathering, we're doing the trees near the Tamarack lift, and I deftly weaved in between trees and rocks, very pleased with myself, suddenly more trees and rocks and try to squeeze by some tree roots and failed.....double ejected....but it was fun, and I was laughing.

During the Gathering day at Squaw, and in the deepest powder this east-coast skier ever experienced, I continued my traditional practice of not using pole straps. Duhhh, a really bad habit. So, when I did the double eject thing on my first run, one of my poles never resurfaced. It's so much fun to spend 30 minutes looking for a pole, when, I could have been doing powder. Plus, it was not fun walking and skiing deep pow with one pole. Then, another half hour getting to a rental shop just to ski the balance of the day.

Live and learn.

I was one-legged skiing and caught an edge in some glop and almost tumbled down a cliff

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Originally Posted by Baldrick 

Guess it's really over for most of you guys & gals. And a couple of months until we get going down here...

 

Reflecting on the season past, there must have been moments when you said to your self  "Hmmm - Didn't go so well did it?"

 

OK, I'll start. Skied new longer skis with a hangover. I don't usually drink much if any alcohol but got carried

away with skiing companions. And at the time it seemed like a lotta fun...then next day came around

 

Un-Recommended

 

Anyone else?

The skiing, the drinking, or the combination?

At the end of a rough day -- a foot and a half of heavy, heavy late-season snow (biggest snowfall this season) that turned to crud fast -- I was riding a quad with three skiers I didn't know and asked them which way they were going at the top.  They all said right, toward the blue runs.  I was second from the left, and I wanted to go left (black side), so as we got to the top I thought, stupidly, blearily, "I'll just delay a second, let them unload first, then I'll go right."  Dumb, dumb, what-was-I-thinking stupid.  The lift unloads on a platform, so if you wait at all, you're in the air maybe four feet or so -- which I knew, naturally, but remembered too late.  So I unload in mid-air, fall four feet, and collapse on the snow.  Everybody's standing there, appalled.  The liftie leaps to my aid -- "Are you ok?  Let me give you a hand, old fella.  Upsy daisy.  There you go."  I could have shot him.  (Him first, then me.)  

So I say, "Well, that's it.  Last run for this ol' fella."  

So I labor carefully down the mountain, and I'm passing under the same lift, heading toward the lodge, when I hit some untouched, heavy, foot-deep snow.  Tip dive, double release, head first into the ground, wranked my shoulder, and now it's physical therapy and hope it gets better.  Lousy season all around.  There's always next year.

Very early season, while we were producing a lot of artificial snow. Cutting down the edge of the slightly.wider-than-WROD to avoid the training groups, playing at SL turns, under a snow gun and... ooops. 45-0 i about 1 ft. That stuff's like contact cement. Double ejected and knocked my left shoulder into something painful - there's still a tender spot.

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Originally Posted by Philpug 

Ignored the fact that I am 3x's as old as I act...in the park. 

Ditto, skied switch (on a blue) at the end of the day and with an unsteady knee...result? Fell like a sack of potatoes and banged hard the back of my skull on the snow (helmet was on)

In addition to feel reeely stoopid and ashamed, I felt dizzy for a while...

I always lecture my kid about holding onto his gloves / mittens very vigilantly when removing them on the chair to [blow nose | retrieve snack from pocket | clean goggles | etc.]. Not all handwear has easy to use idiot strings like my nice Hestras. Now, any parent can tell you what happens when you lecture your kid about something. That's right: you get caught doing it yourself.

So there I am on the Orient Express at Vail, late in the afternoon. The bowls are already roped off and we're on nearly the last chair out. Sure enough, I drop the left half of my all-time favorite pair of mittens - which they no longer manufacture - in a very inaccessible spot. To make matters much worse, I had my Leki Trigger S pole strap on the mitten. Not only was I out my beloved mitt, but in terms of replacement value I was down over a hundred bucks. Doh! At least a friend had an extra sock or something that I was able to wear down the front side.