Powder Is All Hype
There are old skiers and bold skiers but no old, bold skiers
“Get a pair of fat skis and feel what it’s like to fly.”
Bullshit, get a wing suit and buzz past some cliffs at 200km/h. Now that’s flying. The only thing powder is good for is hiding the legs of a skier making ugly turns. Powder is the refuge for all those skiers that weren’t blessed with good old-fashioned Austrian race coaching. Powder is where skiers go to escape their arthritic knees because their beer guts are weighing them down. Powder is a marketing tool for ski resorts with no terrain. Powder is all hype.
If you want to really experience skiing and not some half-arsed attempt at flying, then get a pair of sharp-edged weapons and hit the steeps. Feel what it’s like to be on the edge of a mountain. See the snow rush and slough around you with each turn. Take a mad Instagram photo of your mate touching the hill with his elbow as he stands up straight. And grab a beer afterwards so you can gloat about how gnarly you are. Preferably, in view of your line so you can point it out to all those punter powder skiers.
Setting in your edge on the steeps of KT22 in Squaw Valley. Now that’s real skiing. Photo: Tony Harrington