At the gym today, one of the TVs was tuned to Versus. On Versus, they had decided to show some some crappy rail jam. Normally, I’m more into all mountain riding, in video and in person. However, I couldn’t look away. The tricks weren’t even all that great, and the set up looked tiny and cramped. I’m pretty sure it was one of those truck-snow-into-a-city-and-put-some-hits-up kind of rail jam, but it didn’t matter. It just made me realize how much I miss snowboarding. And how jealous I am of these people:
A couple of the guys I worked with at the shop this winter have been out to HCSC in Mt. Hood, Oregon, one as a photographer, one as a camper, and both raved about the place. It may have had something to do with the fact that they were snowboarding while it was 98 and humid in New Jersey, but it seems like an incredible experience. I know it’ll never happen, but I really would love to get to HCSC at least once in my life. I don’t hit the park most of the time, but I still want to go, it’d be a great place to learn. Hell, I’d love to snowboard anywhere other than the Ice Coast at some point in my life. That’s a much more realistic goal, but as of right now, I just really miss snowboarding. Summer is overrated.