Aggressive

Well...its 5:40pm on Sunday and I'm almost home...

We rolled outta GTown round 8 on Friday...around the same point we "ran" into trouble last time, we freaking blew a fuse and lost the GPS and iPod...ugh. So, we pull over, get some Taco Hell and roll over to the fuel station for fuel and fuses...The fuse that was supposed to be blown, looked fine...pulled all the fuses, and they all, freaking, looked, fine! Guh..after 30 minutes of dicking with it, we finally just replaced the supposed dead one...sure nuff it worked after that...great.

Back on the road.

I did alot of sleeping, Amanda and Cordell threw it down and we made killer time. It was raining basically the whole way. I took over the last leg, through the snow, and got to Jay about 6am. After indulging in some killer sausage/egg/cheese bagels from the Jay Coutnry store, we got all our junk together for what we were hoping would turn into an epic day.

Got one of the first chairs up the Metro quad. lame. Couldnt see 3 feet in front of me, but, gave it the ol' college try. The untracked snow was sketchy at best with a solid quarter inch top layer of death (ice). Made it tricky...we rocked out in Expo Glade, and it was tricky...super grippy and akward. But, we made it happen.

Next we caught like third tram. Got to the top...and it was clear as day and sunny! Big Jay looked pretty stellar too. It was so weird...usually the top is a mess and the base is clear and calm. Bass-ackwards. The Vermonter was super nice until we got back into the fog mess...

We met up with Blazeler, Matt, and the birthday boy, Ansel. It was freaking awesome seeing those doods...been way too long. We hit up some more stuff with them, and they peaced after lunch. It did pretty much blow by that point since it was pouring, but, freezing on our jackets...

After lunch we broke out the b-squads. God damn are those things sick! Probably one of the most difficult skis I've ever been on...the combo of the crappy snow and raddness of the skis made it difficult. But we managed and slayed it as best we could. Chad straddle a ski, so did Amanda...I got rocketed and was heading straight for a tree, but, somehow brought it around and came to a stop with my skis against the tree...hahaha ssssssssketch!

After we called it quits, we rolled on down to Lyndonville. I gave Chad and Amanda the short tour of the town (the 5 minute version, not 7) and then we went to Dave/Ashley/Dave/Mike's. Shit quickly got out of hand.

Jim was there, Drew showed up, matt showed up, marie showed up, 4 of dave's friends showed up, everyone showed up...after watching some sweet youtube vids, point break, pictures, and general bullshitting the booze began to flow. We came prepared - stocked with 6 4ds. After a little bit, we rolled over to Ansels. Everyone was getting vertical and then we stepped up the fratness a level or two and started the flip cup...that went on like usual. Tron and Brit showed up which was so god damn awesome...Then, it got ridiculous...

For some reason, Ansel was being carried around on the kitchen table. I'm not quite sure how it got to the next level, but, someone flipped over the kitchen table after Ansel stepped down. It progressed from there - the stools when flying, bottles were smashed, the table was broken in half, more stuff was broken...blah blah blah...it was out of freaking hand! hahaha



Then we went over to Shredville to bring in Pat's birthday...that place was crazy freaking packed...saw soooooo many people, too many to name, but it was so awesome to see everyone again. Really miss everyone. I finally made it home about 12:30 in the am, and quickly passed the heck out, in anticipation of the sweet powder snow we came for...

to be continued...