I keep telling people that I went shredding on Friday night and their response is the same every time. Shredding what...? Now I do realize the lingo is tricky for some inexperience people (insert irony and sarcasm here), but what in the world do they think I shredded? Paper?! ...Probably. But no, to clear this up, we shredded snow. And it was gnarly.
That's about the extent of me trying to sound like a hardcore boarder, so I'll surrender to the fact that I'm still my not-so-extreme-self. Anyway, me and four of my alltimefavoritepeoleintheworld aka my roommates, went to Sugar Mountain on Friday night.
|Red Saile take on Sugar Mountain|
|This is one of the 15million reasons I love my roommates|
We all five attempted boarding. Since I was the only one who had ever been before, I was directed the teacher. Poor roomies, I failed. It's hard to teach when you don't even know what you're doing yourself.
|Just takin' a break from shreddin'|
|She's up! Look at her go!|
|Andddd she's down|
|Abby and Laura ditched the boards for a more enjoyable night|
|Pre getting picked up on the side of the road|
Some other highlights: hitch-hiking down the moutain from our cabin to the base. Shout out to the sweet Brazilian couple who picked us up. Thanks for the ride. Hope y'all had an awesome time skiing. Oh, and thanks for not kidnapping us. (Don't worry, Mom, this was totally safe.) Eating dinner at midnight. A full meal- why not?
|And my injury. Stupid ice. But it makes me feel totally extreme :)|