Stoke is a universal thing, we all get stoked on skiing (and life in general) in different ways. I teach skiing in February each year Austria, and there is the same kind of stoke to go around when a beginner finally “kills” the red to the bottom with out falling, the thuged out park rats getting that nasty true blunt grab, to the young girls who seem just plain stoked on being out in the snow falling and laughing and falling again.
What is stoke to you.
To me, stoke is having fun, pushing myself and being with friends and loved ones.
What turns you on – what gets you stoked?