A guy I work with (who lurks here), came up to whistler yesterday. He's just recently moved here (from Montreal coincidnetally). He's been to whistler once, but in more of an XC capacity. So he came up yesterday to try some on the more DH-y runs. So first run yesterday on lower A-line...(now what used to be the first part of Hornet), he goes arse over tea-kettle....and breaks his collar bone.
This was right after I told him..."It's not bad...you'll be fine".
No...I don't feel guilty in the least.
This was right after I told him..."It's not bad...you'll be fine".
No...I don't feel guilty in the least.