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post #91 of 111
I found out that cartwheels are not doable on 170cm skis.
I only wish I had it on tape. There have been many chats about that display from the lift.
post #92 of 111
So many but these 3 come to mind first....
1) JH early 90's did a header at the top of Tower Three Chute and slid head first at a RAPID rate 1/2 to the bottom..felt helpless till I stopped
2)Steamboat mid 80's (my ski bum days) Hit Closet on a bottomless powder day and did a face plant between 2 giant evergreens and was head first almost upside down with my head 4-5 feet deep. Frantically righted myself as I was sucking in powder and running short on air.....ALL I COULD THINK AFTERWARD WAS THANK GOD I WASN'T IN A TREE WELL. I've had this experience only once since .
3) This is the wipeout that made me buy a helmit.... Was skiing the trees at Sunday River (Last Tango) 3-4 years ago and went into a big steep trough at medium speed when I did a sudden and totally unexpected double release "Superman" and as I flew through the air an 8" wide tree grazed my left ear. Had I been a few inches to the left I would have hit that tree head first without even seeing it coming. THAT made me buy a helmit.
post #93 of 111
The most memorable fall was at Vail a few years ago. It was my first time skiing out west, having skied the northeast all my life. The first day, skiing the crud in the back bowls was very tough, as I was not used to it. After a few runs, I found some nice untracked in a gully. I just had to hit it big. I shot straight down one side, picking up way more speed than I thought I would since I didn't yet know how to turn properly in snow that deep. But that was ok because I was grinning ear to ear. While shooting up the other side of the gully, either my tips dipped too far down, or I hit a rock. Either way, my skiis stopped dead, and I still had a good head of steam going. I launched forward and uphill about 10-15 feet. I had done a summersault in the air, and landed flat on my back with my skiis fully crossed (toes pointed inward) so they formed a V in front of me, the back half of the skiis fully burried in the snow. That was the softest landing of any fall I had ever had (up to that point anyway). My friends were laughing their heads off on the other side of the gully. Wish I had it on tape.
post #94 of 111
Well the last 2 good ones go like this. On Superbowl Sunday 2 years ago I follow my 8 year old daughter into the terrain park to make sure that she takes it easy. I eat it on a transition and seperate my left shoulder.
The next year while enjoying a primo powder day with friends I had one of those spin around backwards and slam down hard and the result was a 3 cm tear in the right Rotator Cuff. Oh and Harkinbanks can tell you about a doozy that I had during the conclave at Snowbasin last year. It all part of the fun!
post #95 of 111

Playing along can be fun.

My most memorable fall happened at of course, the worst time possible. : I was taking a ski lesson with an instructor I knew (I got them for free) when the instructor decided to take us off the beaten track to do a "fun" run, The powder was almost 2 feet deep through the trees. We were dropping a nice little 8 foot drop into nice soft snow. Sounds easy right? Add to the fact that you have 9 people all trying to land in a 10 foot square area. The instructor had already taken off with half of the class when one person landed on another. I, being the ever concensious one decided to go get the instructor. Skiing like a banshee through the trees I was almost on the run when all of the sudden my skiis got caught under the powder. I was double ejected and flew (10 feet) right into the other students already waiting with the instructor.... yes, we all toppled like a set of dominos!
post #96 of 111
Since my second favorite fall of last season was the inspiration for this thread I might as well post up my favorite wipeout.

I was lucky enough to get involved with the 'Normalcy: Kicking Cancers Ass' tour over at tgr back in April. I had a great guy, who happens to be battling cancer, stay at my house and we took him around tahoe as he was attempting to film a documentary about ordinary people battling cancer and how skiing and snowboarding has helped that battle. There was supposed to be two of them but Nils (the guy who the recent auction on tgr was benefitting and the real cinematographer) broke his leg skiing AND was diagnosted with a recurrence of his melanoma just before he was to leave. So Russ, who is also battling cancer labored on on by himself and drove across the country (not an easy feat given his own severe illness) and it was up to him to pull off all the filming. Well I was lucky enough to get to help out and do a lot of helmet cam filming on the tahoe leg of the trip (I think in the trailer all the helmet cam footage is me) and at the end of this trailer you'll find my favorite wipe...


...I was filming my friend Dan (tele guy) in the Chutes when he hit a strange patch of sticky snow and went over the bars...and I followed suit and did the exact same thing...pretty good footage of my tumble and feet rolling around ending with me coming to rest right up against Dan and high-fiving him...hope you enjoy...

...and yes, that is MTT working that cougar with bubbled out head
post #97 of 111
Originally Posted by hrstrat57 View Post
Hey Steve you poached my "best crash ever" thread!!
So I did. I even searched. But on "fall", not "crash". They are merged...
post #98 of 111
Thread Starter 
Originally Posted by ssh View Post
So I did. I even searched. But on "fall", not "crash". They are merged...
ooops, forgot about the Bretton Woods fall....make that 2 times get my humiliations mixed up...ironic both involved little old ladies mocking me

liar liar pants on fire is me:

losing my mind I am

Thanks Steve
post #99 of 111
Here's a crash that's memorable only because it was so embarrassing: I was 17 years old and racing in my first FIS downhill while in the first seed. I didn't really belong in the first seed, but I managed to get my points low enough via an earlier "points lottery" race, one of those notorious open FIS races that seemed to pop up from time to time where the points were so good all you had to do was finish to get a great result.

Anyhow, this particular downhill was in the spring after all the big races and series were finished, so there were a few big shots from the US and Canadian National team in the first seed, including one of the lesser known "Crazy Canucks" from their hey day in the 80's....

So on race day it so happens that the big stud was starting right after me, and since I was so young and inexperienced, I got so intimidated and nervous by being in front of my hero that I could barely buckle my boots! It would have been ok, except right before my run, he looks me in the eye, slaps me on the back and says "just go out and kill it, man!"
Doh! :
He could probably tell I was nervous and so was merely trying to psyche me up, but all I heard (in my head at least) was "Don't you dare S**t the bed and cause a G**Damn hold on the course, rookie!"

That was it. Any last bit of cool and composure that I had managed to hold on to up to that point was gone after that. As the timer counted me down, I tried my best to not hyperventilate until I managed to push out of the start with the strength and aggression of a kitten.
"Push, you stupid idiot!!" I remember telling myself, but it was too late. Two feeble skates out of the start hut and I had been so wound up and stiff that I tripped over my own feet and simply keeled over on my side and slid to a stop face first in the powder next to the course, 20 yards from the start hut. Good thing I had goggles and a full face helmet on, because my face must have been a deeper shade of red than the control gates. I got up and meekly continued, but finished something like 20 seconds back. So much for impressing my hero.
post #100 of 111

Masters Super G at Keystone...

...back in 2001. It's on Go Devil, if you know the hill. Rolling terrain on top, round turns, trail narrows, into a left-footed long radius turn through a delay, you're probably carrying 60 to 65 m. p. h., then a big airplane turn on the right foot that's a lead-in to a steep bowl section...I blew the turn in the first race and dumped a bunch of speed...this time I was carrying a bunch more speed but didn't get the direction...hit a soft snow berm on the exit of the turn and did a face plant/wheelie...yard sale! Poles, goggles, one glove in the B netting, bent both skis, tweaked my knee and shoulder...great crash because I went over the falls and lived (God watches out over fools and Masters racers...) and Atomic gave me an identical pair of Super Gs so I could race in the 2001 Internationals at Park City...
post #101 of 111
Opening day on Blackcomb Mountain this past season (5th Nov '05) ... for those that know the area this happened on the cat-track which you take from Ridge Runner (or the glacier) back to Excelerator chair ie. it's a flat green path. There is a point just before 2 runs merge and having skied this literally 100's of times I kinda went on to autopilot ... my normal route is to cut the corner tight and take a slight detour to avoid the point where the runs merge. Unfortunately my brain was not quite in gear and of course I should have realised with it only being November that various drainage ditches were not exactly covered.
As I approached the corner I saw the ditch at the last second ... early enough to tell myself this was not going to be pretty, but too late to do anything about it. On hitting the ditch my skis stopped dead. I did a full outstretched sommersault (other than the point when my heels hit the back of my own head ... I'm sure that's not a natural way to bend). I landed in a perfect sitting position in the middle of the run with the trees about 4 feet in front of me. I looked round to see my skis sitting perfectly as if ready for me to step back in to them. My mate was standing above me in fits of hysterics & 2 kids were clapping & shouting "Do that again Mister".

A week later my back was still twitching ... that was my unintentional loosening up exercise for the start of the season. I had 2 big falls all season ... the other one was a virtual copy except this time it was a hidden log that stopped me dead.
post #102 of 111
I relate this story on behalf of a very good friend now deceased.

We were in our early 20's and skiing a spring afternoon away at a local hill in the Poconos. Sunshine, nice spring conditions, no crowds. We were
yo- yo-ing top to bottom. This soon developed into a full tuck speed-fest.On what turned out to be the last run of the day, as we approached the bottom of the hill, with the entrance to the lift on our right, my buddy loses track of where he is and in a full tuck, rips past the lift, his skis go under two snow making hoses and he instantly double ejects. Still in a full tuck, he lands in about 2 feet of standing water. The lift operator fell out of his shack he was laughing so hard. Great memories, great times.
post #103 of 111

A few....


Heliskiing in NZ last year, tagged a rock in a pretty crazy chute and went down. Got pretty beat up by rocks in the chute. Skied the rest of the day to get my moneys worth but went to the doctor afterwards and found id broken my collarbone, 3 ribs, chiped my pelvis and dislocated my thumb


Trying to get back to the base in a white out, didnt see a drop of onto a cat track, broke one of my knew Goats, along with my nose. must have been out for a wee while, but there was no one around to confirm.


Carrying gear back to car, slipped on ice. boken tail bone.

post #104 of 111

^^^^Dang, I guess you looked long and hard for a thread to use for your first post. Good job.

For me, I was finally getting comfortable skiing powder in the trees and I went off a trail down into the trees without looking first. Long story short, ended up crashing into a big (like 3-4 feet wide) pine tree. Thank God for the helmet or I would have been knocked out for sure. As it was, nice goggle cut under the eye (scar to this day) that was a nice shiner for awhile and just crushed one side of myself. Needless to say, I am much tamer these days.

post #105 of 111

I've had a handful of bad bailouts, most of them at local mountains. A handful of them could have been horribly worse, but ended up being pretty minor. I've only had one bailout that has really impacted a season.


My first biggie was doing a tuck run at my local bump (Pats Peak), on a Friday afternoon 5 or 6 years ago. Back then I was rockin the 163 noob sticks, which I fear skiing on today (afraid that I'll pull the bindings out of another pair). I was going a good 45 or 50 on their Cyclone trail and there was a gaggle of goose-lings traversing the bottom section like the little ones always do. The bottom section is rather blind if the snow is built up the right way, and lets just say I came around the corner and had no where to go but the woods to avoid killing one of them. Yardsaled all over the place, was out for probably a good minute. Woke up covered in blood with an instructor telling me to wait and that patrol was on their way. I got up, threw my skis back on, and went off to the lodge to clean myself up. (Luckily) Ended up being nothing major, just face scratches.


I had an incident three seasons ago when I started racing. During my mid winter break I took a friend of mine to Loon. On the fifth or sixth run we ran upper to lower Flume. The place was deserted, and we decided to have a little fun on the lip that Haulback (the trail that divides the two mid way) forms. I was on my GS boards, and got some sweet air. Upon landing smoothly on my edges, I extended my inside arm to "bird" out for my transition (as I would during a GS race). My inside pole hit a massive, and I mean MASSIVE (2' diameter) deathcookie. As a result, my inside hand came flying back to my face and ripped my upper lip apart. The pole ejected (Leki Triger), and I came to a skidding stop while gushing blood. Not a fun way to start the day. Two weeks later I ran a SL race at Gunstock with the same friend. During my second run, probably 20 gates in, my outside edge slipped out, went wide on a turn, and took the gate to the face, hitting me right where my pole had ripped open my lip two weeks earlier. My face literally exploded with blood, and I had to slow down 20 gates from the finish to spit out some blood. The bib was so drenched they said that they were going to retire it. After that, my mom suggested that I not go skiing with that friend again (atleast alone) ;) Laughed at both of the lip wounds in a freak way right after they happened. People at the finish though that I was crazy.


Two seasons ago (08-09), I was at Attitash (with my best friend), and we decided to run Illusion on longboards (for me it was my SG Dobermanns that for some reason were sitting in my car, for him a pair of 185 Blizzards). I checked our bindings beforehand to make sure that FP issues wouldn't cause any problems on the jumps, and that everything would be set for the hard landings. On the flatsection jump I released upon an almost picture perfect landing on DIN15. One ski came off, causing me to fall. Luckly the other ski didn't twist my leg off during the slide. Was fine to ski right after, but wasn't too happy with snow going down my back.


The one fall that I have had that has impacted my season was last season at Okemo at my opening GS race. I was on the custom GS boards, and doing quite fine on them during the my first run. The race was on Wardance, which gets rather wide towards the middle/lower section, which allows for some fast wide SG like turns. On this section, no more than 10 or 15 gates from the finish, my skis started to over flex and started to snap back on me. On one fast turn they finally snapped back and ejected me 6 feet in the air. I somersaulted mid air and slid a gate and a half afterwards. Funny thing is is that there was a photographer, and I fell right as he was taking shots. Sadly he didn't upload the in air action photos, just the picture of the last gate I hit before going airbourne. I ended up tearing my MCL from that fall, and couldn't walk for a week. Didn't "seem" to have issues skiing on it, but in reality it did a number on my tec abilities. I still have issues with it today, and every week or so I have to take a two to three day break from running due to the pain.


As for the funny stuff, I had a fall at Pats Peak one time on one of their novice trails (lower Tornado) right underneath the lift. My friends and I were screwing around and I was trying to get the hardest angle possible on the flats. Got real low, and you can just imagine what happened. Just picture Ted Ligety turning a hard angle then falling completely on his side. Priceless. I don't think I have ever been as embarrassed in my entire life while skiing.


I have had a few times where I would be hopping around in the lift lines up and down on my skis and I either a) ejected accidentally and ate crap on the person in front of me or b) lose my balance and fall onto the liftline ropes. I have had a handful of other epic phails in the lift lines, the type of stuff that I headdesked over. Thankfully half the time when I'm screwing around I'm with my friends and I dress/act like an artard when I get to the bottom (put my helmet on upside down or make the grand canyon gape, make loud and unnecessary grunts while using poles to move in the lift line, etc, etc), so its a tad more acceptable.

Edited by Rise To The Top - 6/29/10 at 7:16pm
post #106 of 111

I'm just 17 so I don't have any bone crushing stories, this is the worst from this season.


There is this one lift where I ski that if you stay on it a little too long you can jump off and fall about two feet. There is no real reason to, it's just fun (and it really isn't that much fun). 


The last time I ever did it, I jumped way too late and got smacked in the back and head by the lift. Luckily I wear a helmet so that wasn't a problem, but my Camelbak got stuck in the seat (the seats tilt up for some reason and a strap got caught in it) and it pulled me over. I quickly freed myself but I had to deal with the embarrassment of falling off the lift and also the realization that the lift could have dragged me much farther. Coulda been a lot worse though. 

post #107 of 111

I was driving up to Snowshoe this past March, thinking about four of my friends who all have been hit while skiing at least once in the past five years.  One guy has been hit four times since 2005.  They were mostly non-serious injuries, but one had a broken shoulder and one had a broken clavicle.  All of us have been skiing regularly over 40 years and I was the only one who'd never been hit.  Smugly, I reflected at that point that I must have a lot better peripheral vision and awareness than my buddies. Then, the God of Mistaken Assumptions stepped in.  About halfway down Cupp Run the next day, I was creamed from behind with no warning by an unguided missile on skis.  I recall being airborne for a while, finally crashing hard and sliding to rest ~40 feet from where my gear had yardsaled uphill from me.  Unguided Missile Man knocked me out of my skis and poles (and I had the straps around my wrists), bounced off me and ended up nearly off the trail.  From the force of the impact, I'm surprised my boots and pants stayed on.   4 months later, I am still healing up, but I still laugh when I think about my earlier claim to "better" peripheral vision and awareness.  I've also been half-seriously joking about getting a pair of cycling mirrors for my ski helmet.  

post #108 of 111

LONG LONG AGO skiing a Arctic Valley out of Anchorage.  Off the top there was a great bump pitch then a cornice, and you could fly!  Ripped the bumps and lined up for the launch off a little kicker, springing off there was a very bad sound, "click".  Jumped out of a heel piece, think they were Look Nevada water towers.  The boot tow hit the snow on the lip and things started getting a lot worse.  Did a major superman sideways, like swimming a breast stroke, and had a long time to think about what was about to happen.  Landed on my side right arm extended, on about 2" of hard breakable crust, would not recommend this to anybody else.  The patrol could not get me in a sled due to a shoulder injury with the brace, so got to walk back up to the top of the chair and down load; as young level 3 instructor it was very embarrassing.


The final tally: dislocated shoulder, broken collar bone, broken ball joint upper arm, bloody head wound (these were the days of run away straps), a massively bruised ego. 


All in all, it hurt a lot.  Have a permanent bump on the top of my right shoulder from how the collar bone healed up.  Not been to into air since then.

post #109 of 111

I got off the chair talking on the phone.  Stood there like a zombie and was leveled by the next chair.  Can't get much more gaper than that.

post #110 of 111

I got 2 big crashes that come to mind.  Some of the Silver Mountain, ID locals may know the spot for one of them.


The first was probably around 8th grade at Silver.  For some reason or another, I was skiing my Moms skis.  Rossignol, straight, 180cm.  I think I had broken my previous 160 Dynastars and my new Salomon Force 9's weren't mounted yet or something.  So back then, before Terrain parks, my favorite thing to do was tuck the run "Centennial" at Silver from Top to very bottom, below Chair 3.  It's a 2.2 mile run, with maybe a 1/4 mile cat track at top and bottom.  The rest is a pretty good pitch for going fast, by Silver standards.  Back then, there was a single pine tree right out in the middle of the run on Lower Centennial, just past chair 3, right before it pitched down to the fastest part.  There is also a gully at the very bottom of the pitch right before the cat track.  It's still there, usually fenced off with High Vis fencing.  I'm guessing the tree and the fence are around 1/4 mile apart too.  So anyways I'm going all fast just like always, on a hardpack/icey morning, and as I'm tucking by that tree getting ready to turn on the afterburners, I lose a ski.  I didn't stop crashing and sliding until the fence at the bottom.  No injuries to report, just alot of shame.  It always stood out as the longest crash I've ever done. 


The other was at 49 Degrees North, north of Spokane.  During the Spring Break free ski week, I think in 2001, they had a upsloping rail, to a funbox, to a downsloping rail off the box.  Rails were still pretty new to all of us, and my preferred way of getting on was to hockey stop into the rail and just slide up on it.  (before gaps were there, the rail was just buried in the snow).  So it was working well for most of the day, hockey stop, slide up the rail, slide the box, slide the other rail. Well at spring time, the snow melts pretty quickly at 49.  Later in the day, the buried part of the rail became exposed.  I didn't notice it skiing into it, I hocked stopped and checked the front of the rail HARD!  This sent me flailing headfirst into the box.  I caught the box with my collarbone, and did the sickest breakdance move I'd ever done to that day and since that day.  The momentum of catching the box between the side of my head and my collarbone, made my skis flip up over my head, and teeter upside down, almost in scorpion position but not quite, for a good 4-5 seconds before falling back the other way.  I've never been able to duplicate it.  Needless to say my first set of Rossignol Pow'Airs were done after that. The edge was now in the middle of the base.


post #111 of 111

EDIT: My last story was out of place on this thread.  My "best" crash, excluding my zillions of sit-ski sit-downs, was approaching the line for Thunder chair at Jackson.  I was just standing up, lazily passing a number of other folks headed the same way, looking here, and looking th  SKIER IN FRONT BANG!  Two males down.  Oh, that smarts.  Oh Lord, please don't let him be hurt _or_ angry and take away my job! (I was wearing the JH colors freeskiing.)  I learned after many apologies and "Sir"s, oh bless his heart, that he's a nice fellow and okay.  He had just wandered right as I had come on too quickly.  From that moment forward, I cautioned myself with the old hymn, "I wonder as I wander..."

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