At that time, I was laying face up on the snow and looking up at the sky.
“Hiro!! Are you OK??”
The sky which I was looking at, while my friends worried about me, was really pure white and the powder snow falling over my face.
“Damn it.. What fucking interesting snowboarding..” I thought, with my unmoved body.
Hi there. I have to apology to you because I couldn’t write a post the last week. I posted on my Japanese blog for the first time in 2 years and I notified Japanese friends of mine that I opened my new HP and I started writing a blog in English. Also, I swore that I’ll post at least once a week otherwise I’ll go back to Japan to work for my grandma if I break that vow. It means to drive me into a corner by myself, because I really won’t study English if I don’t put my goal or a deadline and also, I can break my vow if nobody know about it. So, that’s why I’m feeling a lot of pressure to write good sentence and keep a deadline now. Anyway, Please continue to support me.
On the 1st of March, I woke up at 9:00 am. It was 1hour earlier than usual (on my day off) because I had an appointment with my coworkers to go up the mountain and ride together. After brushing my teeth, I took some breakfast and put my boots and ski jacket and I went to the appointed place to meet them. I was late 30min because I forgot to delete data from the GoPro’s SD card last night and I tried it that morning but I couldn’t delete it with my fucking stupid laptop then finally I gave up it and I went up the mountain. I met my coworkers there who were also late and we started riding in a few minutes.
I’m sure that it was my best day of riding. There was a lot of fresh powder snow as I’ve never ridden before, every turn whirled it up and I was getting speed on the unexplored snow way. All my coworkers are better at snowboarding than me. They explored such a difficult way, rode on out of courses, between trees, steep slopes, jumped from natural kicker and rode with full speed when we were back on the normal courses. I followed them desperately. It was so hard for me but I was glad that I could do it because I practiced snowboarding for one day when I snowboarded with some friends, even though, I fell down too many times and hit the ground hard over and over again.
It was a perfect day except one thing. Yes.. It was my GoPro. I really wanted to record my perfect day, but as soon as I started recording, my GoPro showed SD ERROR. I tried recording a lot of times above my helmet and shutting the power off and on again and again. Even if I made a good ride with speed and completed a (small) jump with my coworker, when I took off my helmet to check GoPro, It showed SD ERROR on display. FUUUUUU*K!!! I was thinking a lot whether I’m able to record or not during the ride and I couldn’t concentrate on my riding. Even though, I was getting more speed than usual.
At that time, the mogul suddenly appeared in front of me. Oh!!! I tried to dodge it by reflex but it was too late. I was blown forward off into a strange position and I was beaten strongly to the ground.
At that moment, I heard some sound from my right knee clearly, and I immediately thought that I’ve really done it because I heard that kind of sound when I was in junior high school and I’ve broken my leg. Then I had no choice but to lay face up and look up at the sky.
Every one of my coworkers run up to me and worried about me. “I’m OK. but I want to take rest for a while. Go ahead without waiting for me, I’ll catch up later.” I said that and they kept going, except for one of my coworkers (Thanks, David!). After a minute, I tried to stand up desperately. Fortunately, My right knee seemed not to be broken but I had a strange feeling about it and of course, I had a severe pain. Then I checked that you know just in case, even though, I was sure that it can’t be true.
Of course, SD ERROR!!!
After a couple of minutes, I restarted to snowboard with David. I had some pain but I managed it somehow, then I met my coworkers again, we took lunch and drank beer, then I went home. Then after a few hours, I went to night work, dragging my right foot.
From that day, I couldn’t go up the mountain, even though, I had a day off. My right knee is not too bad, but It has some pain, especially during working time and I have to rest and ice my knee. The mountain which I look up from the bottom seems higher than before, because of my knee and I have 5day time shifts and 5night time shifts of work on next week.
The height is the same as the mountain to which I looked up from the bottom of poverty when I came to whistler with 60 bucks and without ski pass. But now, I really understand why everybody is talking about the mountain everyday, why everybody checks the snow report everyday and why everybody has GoPro(Fu*k you!!).
I absolutely will be back there soon!!