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post #91 of 108
Double Ejected at high speed first run, 3ft pow hit a ditch or something snowing heavy. I landed about 20ft away faceing uphill and smack! My ski hit me in the cheek. I was a little stuned for a while thought I was going to pass out but gathered enough streangth and took 30min or so to find my other ski wallowing around in the deep powder. I was out of bounds so had to traverse over to a run to get to a chairlift. The run was a long groomer I never made one turn just straight to the chair to get to lodge level to have my face looked at. I thought I may have just broke my cheek bone it sure hurt. I arived at the chair were there was a line up already. every one was looking at me. I thought they were just thinking now theres a cool looking skier. then the lady in front of me started to scream!!!! I was whats up with that!! a guy said have you seen your face man. He showed me in some mirrored sunglasses and my entire face was Red with blood. i was all white eyes and teeth the rest was streammed red from the wind blowing it across my face as I made the decent to the chair. I finely got to the first aid shack and they fixed me up. I needed 8 stiches and have the scare as a reminder to this day. Must have looked narly a nice day skiing and the chain saw masicure skier covered in blood casualy comes skiing in like nothings wrong.
post #92 of 108
Playing 3 Musketeers while night skiing with a friend of mine coming down a diamond in a storm. The mountain was almost empty and the base was all pow and we were swashbuckling with our poles and *WHOOOOOAAAA* a big sheet of ice cleverly hidden under the freshies sent us "unpacking"... It was a true YARD SALE in that it looked like I had my stuff all spread out like I was trying to sell it in front of my house. He fell spectacularly as well, as I had just landed a healthy one right across the back of his calves just before the ice pounced on us... nobody was hurt and I was laughing my arse off before I even got up, and I knew he was fine cuz he was dying laughing too... It must have taken 15 mins to get all our stuff back on. I think laughing so hard hurt more than scraping my forehead, hands and chin but man that was hilarious- serves us right for being idiots, but hey that's what a small mountain and a bunch of BBC will do to you sometimes... :P
post #93 of 108
My 2nd best wipeout: This proves the old saying that most accidents happen on the first or last runs.

Whistler 1994 - Coming down from a peak can't remember which one and heading all the way to the Village. Got about 12" of heavy, heavy PNW snow, which beat my legs to a pulp. So I am basically just gliding to get down because my legs are jelly and the light is really flat.

I come across some small rollers, which I don't see until it is too late. My jelly legs are driven into my chest and face which are collapsing as fast a my legs come up. My bottom lip is shreaded on my teeth, lots o blood.

I continue forward and fortunately my face stops my forward progress. Goggles toast. Not completely at rest my legs rotate forward and over my head. Someone who saw the whole thing said that there was brief instant where it seemed that I had come to a stop on my head with my feet still in my bindings over my head. I then collapsed in to a puddle on the ground. Got up laughed and skied to the bottom for a beer (or 4) and a new pair of goggles.
post #94 of 108
mine seem to be related to ESA.

Last year, last afternoon of the academy. Skiing slalom at mach schnell around big trees on Big Burn. Think to myself "this is stupid, if I hit one of these, it is going to hurt." Split two trees, left ski releases in transition snow, and I augur into a tree right under the lift. First ride in a toboggan, first ride in an ambulance.

This year, first afternoon of ESA. Doing a simple drill right under the chairlift on a very flat run. Catch an edge, separate shoulder. Ski patroller asks whether I was present in Aspen during the 70's as the substance he is giving me bears a resemblence to those readily available at that time. I did get another sled ride, and learned how they "reduce" a dislocated shoulder -- it took 6 people pulling on my body and arm to get it back in.

tomorrow I get to return to skiing, and I've scheduled myself for Big Sky. Here's to completing my first ESA!

Mike
post #95 of 108
Ha! I remember this thread...kinda funny to me that it recently got bumped back up as yesterday I had one of most violent crashes that I've had a in a long time.

This happened during the Squaw Valley Freeski Open big mountain competition. After landing my last feature in my run, I thought I was pretty much homefree and all that was left was a 50 yard straightline through some variable bumpy snow. I was already looking toward the finish chute when my left ski caught an edge and got pulled away from me and then next thing I see is an icy mogul inches from my face before I blacked out.

I was out for 3 -5 seconds I guess and the next thing I remember is waving to the crowd and judges that I was ok.

My S920 bindings were set on DIN 16 and they got ripped from me like they were Marker rental bindings set on 2. My helmet cracked clean through the shell.

Luckily no broken bones, no separated anythings, no torn anythings....just a gross black eye and my torso feels like I got thrown from a moving bus (or faceplanted at 50 mph into hard snow)

Thank you Aegix Gear for the body armor and Smith for the helmet. And thank you to my wife who is a personal trainer and put me on a rigourous strength and stretching routine to help avoid injury when stuff like this happens.

My crash is at 3:43 in this video.


Here's me eye as of this morning:
post #96 of 108
I was waiting for that one to show up here.

Ouch!1:

How many days off?

Habokamike...glad to see you back in the saddle. Enjoy Big Ski. (fewer trees)
post #97 of 108
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Originally Posted by Cirquerider View Post
How many days off?
Definitely a few. I was going to still be skiing today and both Saturday and Sunday. But I decided to come back home last night and rest up. And maybe I'll ski on Sunday, but that's a BIG Sunday. Every muscle in my upper body is extremely sore...but I can already feel it getting better. I'm considering myself lucky that I didn't end up with at least a separated shoulder or broken collarbone, or bruised / cracked ribs or anything more serious like that.
post #98 of 108
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Originally Posted by Tyrone Shoelaces View Post
I was already looking toward the finish chute when my left ski caught an edge and got pulled away from me and then next thing I see is an icy mogul inches from my face before I blacked out.
Glad your OK cept for the whiplash.

Nothing sucks like a tips out faceplant, especially into an icy mogul! :
The conditions looked pretty crappy. You weren't the only fella that found a snake. Thanks for sharing!:
post #99 of 108

Worst to First

I was bored and decided to give thie thread a bump. Let's toss out the recollections of our FIRST major full scale yard sale whipe out.

I was about 11 years old, first year "real" of skiing. It was the first evening that I had gotten my new 160 cm Hart Gremlins. Up til then I had been skiing in 120 cm cut off Northland skis and was having a very hard time turning the much longer new boards that towered above me, but took on the blue run anyway. I had a tips out face plant head over heels cloud of snow crash. My safety straps sort of did their job as my nice, new, razor sharp skis flung around and whacked me in the back of my head creating a nice bump with a bloody gash on top. Nobody came to help initially as I sat there holding a hand full of snow on the back of my throbbing, blood dripping, head wound:. I noticed that only one ski was still attached to my legs. I had to ski/limp down on one ski and spent the rest of the evening looking for my missing brand new ski-with the help of a few ski area employees. We did eventually find it:
post #100 of 108
Part of worst trip ever, actually. On way up to Mammoth, my Head Standards came off the roof rack my buddy forgot to fasten, hit the freeway at 70 mph. Nice pattern of sparks from the delaminating edges. Second day there, skiing on well worn rentals with even older Sollie bindings, did a cartwheel on a patch of ice right in front of the lift line. Bindings never released, so my knees did. Then was flattened by a 220 lb beginner as I was trying to gingerly transverse back to the lodge. Upshot: Torn left medial meniscus, permanently stretched ligaments in both knees, surgery, rehabs, bone to bone osteo 25 years after that. These days I pay a lot of attention to bindings. And my gym.
post #101 of 108
My most ignominious wipe-out was in the Austrian Alps. My husband and I had planned to meet up at one of those charming restaurants you find dotted along the mountains, with a wide, open-air, wooden deck in front. It was a sunny spring day, so lots of people were sitting at the tables outside.

So I skied down to the restaurant, hit a big patch of ice and...BAM! Skis, poles, hat, everything flying. Yes, that's right. I had a yard sale IN THE RESTAURANT!

Two dozen Austrians looked up from their beer, contemplated me for a moment, then returned to their conversation as though nothing had happened.
post #102 of 108

Wipeouts

I've had worse wipeouts including broken ribs and a concussion but none of those were ever caught on camera.

This past March the CT Ski Council held it's annual Super G race at our winter carnival at Okemo. I was pumped and was having a good run until two gates from the end when the binding on my outside ski prereleased. I tried to transfer my weight to the inside ski to complete the last two gates. That lasted a couple of microseconds before I flipped onto my back and slid the last two gates. My helmet hit the timing mechanism causing it to register a time of 1:05.10 which would have been one of the faster times of the day! I DNF'd myself.

Anyway, I wanted to share the "photo finish" of the "Agony of Da Feet".



post #103 of 108

Oh God!!!!

ok so just about every racer, rep, tech, and parent, coach in the PNSA division has heard my story, its actually quite gory i lost a significant amount of blood. so if that makes you squeamish you might want to skip this one.
so im at Mission Ridge the day before the j1-j2 qualifier on march 13 2008 we had just finished a run down the gs course they had set up for us, and i was in the mood to go fast. so i straight bomb the upper section and i get up to what felt like 50-55mph, i set up for a turn and my demo binding moved all the way forward, it came off in the most inconceivable fashion possible. this is where it starts to get nasty, I landed on the freshly tuned edge and sliced my balls open then slid for about 100yards. it was such a clean cut that i didn't even know i was bleeding till i felt stickiness in my pants, so i investigated, sure enough i was bleeding profusely. i put my ski on and straight bomb dh race tucked from half way up the mountain all the way to the bathrooms, i have never gone as fast as i did then, not even in a dh race. i ended up getting 10mg of morphine on the way to the hospital and more when i got there, 8 yes 8 stitches on the sack, a mondo bottle of oxycotton, one hell of a story, and the nick name JBAWLS. don't worry every thing is intact and works fine just got a big scar that every one asks me about.
post #104 of 108
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Originally Posted by MHARACER View Post
I landed on the freshly tuned edge and sliced my balls open then slid for about 100yards. it was such a clean cut that i didn't even know i was bleeding till i felt stickiness in my pants, so i investigated, sure enough i was bleeding profusely. i put my ski on and straight bomb dh race tucked from half way up the mountain all the way to the bathrooms, i have never gone as fast as i did then, not even in a dh race. i ended up getting 10mg of morphine on the way to the hospital and more when i got there, 8 yes 8 stitches on the sack, a mondo bottle of oxycotton, one hell of a story, and the nick name JBAWLS. don't worry every thing is intact and works fine just got a big scar that every one asks me about.


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Kidding. I'm not sure anybody wants to see that, actually. :
post #105 of 108
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big scar that every one asks me about.
Err, au natural gatherings?????


I heard about something similar out at Snowmass with some 13 yr old boy getting sliced up too. According to patrol, about that time a 16 year old girl skied up, surveyed the situation, and said "don't worry kid, sex isn't everything".
post #106 of 108
the mission ridge ski partol sent me a get well card, and now most coaches from other teams call me jbawls
post #107 of 108
Early 80's Castlerock run at Sugarbush - solo trip.

The run was a sheet of ice except 4 ft strips on both sides
where I skied until I hooked an edge.

I was then suddenly flying thru the woods at maybe 30mph trying
franticly to dodge big trees (mowing over small ones say 1 inch).
Then when spinning backward the back of a plastic boot banged
hard against a tree causing me to pitch forward stopping head
first in a snowbank. I collected myself, found all my gear and limped
back onto the trail. My calf muscle hurt like hell so i skied to the lift
and decided to ride up since the warming hut at the top was the only
facility anywhere around and temps were near zero.

I took the boot off the sore leg and sat for an hour trying to scope
out what happened/aid needed. A mega-bruise the size of an orange
appeared on the back of my calf muscle but kind of stablized. I was lucky
that the thick boot was between the injury and the tree or else I would have broken something badly.

I skied down slowly and in pain to my car without patrol help. Looking
for my keys (the origionals for my 71 240Z!) I realized they fell out of
my pocket when upside down way up the hill in the woods. I was in too
much pain to go back up the lift or wait 3 hours for a AAA locksmith.
Then I got thinking- the hatchback lock was badly worn and turned
easy with the key so I found a lift ticket wire and crudely bent it to
resemble a key. Viola, after 5 minutes of fiddling the lock turned and I
could press it and pop the trunk open. My luggage was there with a spare
key in the toilet kit since when I checked into the lodge in the morning
I was in a hurry to hit the slopes and did not unload.

The next morning the pain and swelling was slightly down but I canned
the rest of the trip and drove the 500 mi (DIY cruise control was a godsend- It was normally not available on this car) back to Maryland.

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post #108 of 108
I am quoting this from an email I sent a fellow skier.

The email was sent March 26th, this year.

"Well, yesterday towards the end of the day we were heading down the mountain making our last run. We were in a mogul field and in my group there are 10 kids and two instructors, so it's really fun. But I always like to go last because I like a lot of space and don't like people right behind me. The run we were on was wide enough for both the instructor and me to go at the same time, so we did. There was a flat ridge that looked like it would be fun to jump, so I did. What I didn't know, was there was a mogul right below it. I landed on that, caught an edge, found my self skiing backwards for about 20-30 ft, and then face down in a 5 foot deep tree well. My head was down hill, my skis up, and I was entangled in a bunch of branches. Luckily I was wearing a backpack and helmet, so I came out completely fine and skied even harder the rest of the day. But I was lucky enough that Brian, the younger of the two instructors saw me fall in and was able to help me out. I couldn't move at all because the branches were so thick and the snow so heavy, so he had to use a pole to get one of my skis off, then I was able to kick the other off. Then I used the branches to pull myself out. The skis and I came out unharmed, I just had a bunch of pine needles in my mouth."

The group I was in was for teens that ski hard. It's called "steep camp" and it's at Snowmass. It was really awesome and we spent whole days in the double diamonds. This accident happened after a long day of skiing and my legs were fatigued. Had it been earlier in the day, odds are I would've recovered but luckily I was fine and skied down fine. Even did a few more runs after that without my group.

It's funny, because I was one of the best in my group, but I always had the worst falls because I would always just rip.

Oh an to the OP...thats just a coincidence that your accident was at Boston Mills because I live 30 minutes from there and "ski" there when I'm not out west...
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