- When I was in Alaska, I had a soldier in my platoon, PFC Walton. Every winter he'd go snowboarding and break his shoulder. He'd be out of commission for about three months. When Bernie was picking me up off the ski slope, I was laughing to myself about PFC Walton. Bernie had to think I was going into some kind of shock with my senseless ramblings.
- I also got some bad-ass pants. My old skool German Army wool pants just won't fit me any more (another sign I'm getting old) so I bought a pair of Burton Ronin boarding pants. Cargo pockets, crotch venting, waterproof-breathable fabric in an olive drab color. Nice.
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
More on Snowboarding
A few more thoughts on snowboarding: