For the past 10 days, I’ve been riding a mountain like it ain’t no thang. Reflections on Canada, books that were read and music that was listened to to follow.

Anyway, while it’s fairly well established that my preferences run to prickishness with sticks (i.e. skiing), I am edging towards enjoying a bit of gaying on a tray too (i.e. boarding). As a ski patroller remarked unto me:

“Switch, eh? A bit of AC/DC? Double the opportunities, double the fun!”

He’s got a point…