|All you guys are just weenies. Last night we were wathching the primary results and I looked over at my bride and said "I bought a new pair of skis last night." And she said,"What are they." And I said, "A pair of Blizzard fatties." And that was it. No oriental rug or sibling ski tribute. I chalk it up to the power of injury sympathy. Well, I did tell her Tog's story - just love that one.
"...and that was it" ?
Dude, that was only last night...
The question is what did she purchase before that conversation?
I mean have you looked at her shoe collection recently?
They can get real expensive and can be hard to detect.
Just know that anything ending in "Blahnik" or "Choo" can be worth -a lot- of ski gear.
|Not only can I tell the difference between a KTM(orange) and a YZ(Blue) I can tell the difference between a YZ 125, 250 250WRF - Trekchick
That's pretty rad. I wonder if he can identify your shoe, jewelry, clothes, whatever purchases as readily. I bet not.
I'll tell a little more to that story:
On the run I got injured I come out of the lodge grab the bright yellow Volkls click in and head to the lift. When I'm getting off at the top I look down at the skis and something is different. There's no sticker from the shop on the ski. Suddenly I realize that these aren't my demo skis ! I've got someone else's skis on!
Now I've got to get back to the lodge. I mean these were expensive skis at the time, I think they were $750 retail. You know wood core made from trees grown in the Volkl forest (this is what they claimed). Some shops even displayed the wood core on the wall.
Going down the trail and making a turn my knee just basically gave out because I had no acl. (I had this condition for almost 3 years unbeknowngst to me and two doctors). Now I'm injured on the trail with stolen skis.
When the toboggan arrived I told the ski patrol guy that these weren't my skis so could he radio down...He thought I was crazy.
" No, really you've got to tell someone"
Of course I'd come to a stop on the steepest part of the trail so getting into the toboggan was very difficult.
"I can make it over there where it's easier..."
"No, don't move"
In the meantime the guy whose skis I'd taken had reported them stolen. When we got down to first aid in the toboggan I insisted again that they call security. (lesson learned the hard way-wear your googles when traveling in a sled. The snow flies all over you). Well security knew all about the situation and had the guy with them who'd been freaking out over his new skis. They sent him over (with security guy) to collect them and bring my demos over.
Fortunately he didn't make a fuss he was just glad to get them back. (I mean what's he going to say I'm lying on the table surrounded by all these first aid people)
Of course after all that brouhaha I felt like I was being detained from my purchase vector. ("damnit I need to buy these things- stop holding me up!") I then had to go directly to the shop and buy them.
Well ok., to save time we went back to the house, girlfriend got the clothes etc., (I had no crutches so I'm in the back seat) and then went to the store. Really, she was sweet - I don't know how I would have bought them without her.
I insisted I take them home. "I need something to look at while I get better"
They don't fit in the trunk since they're long (205cm) so they have to ride in the car with us. I got to pet them (just the skis) for 3 1/2 hours on the ride back.
Two days later I had the arthroscopic surgery and the doctor told me. "You don't have an acl and haven't for some time because there's scar tissue on it"
Yeah, don't you remember 3 years ago? You said it was fine after that -pull on the lower leg- test.
I will say that having those brand new skis in the wrapper (well I peeled one back a little so I could feel the base...) gave me inspiration for the two rehabs -arthro and acl reconstruction.
Ok the sick part is that the next year when I came back I purchased the exact same ski in a size 5cm less so I'd have both 205 and 200cm. (well that one was used so maybe not so bad)