Back in October me and a friend went to the mad dogs and English men tour woodsy did in the UK and got to meet and ski with some amazing skiers! I personally felt really chill just speaking to Woodsy, Noah Morrison and Vinny Cash these guys were just so friendly and nice and I have mad respect for them but then the Wells brothers were there and I don't know they just seemed like they were only there to get some footage and pics for themselves. Like Woodsy and the guys were chatting away to us, approaching us and helping us with tricks were as Jossi and Wacko hardly spoke to any locals and we're just constantly snaking all the kids try to hit the jump (dry ski slope, only 1 jump) still have respect for these guys they're amazing skiers but it put me off them a bit but heyho but like I said Woodsy and the rest of the skiers were all super friendly and helpful and I have even more respect for them now! All in all definetly bullshit when people say you should never meet your heros!
I've never met any pros but I know kids who met Wallisch. They said he was a dick, but it was also post comp, and they were drunk and probably being annoying, and he was probably exhausted lol. Another friend met Henrik and got to ride with him and said he was the man.
Too many to list but I will tell the most memorable.
SIA circa late 90's Hard Rock Hotel, On stage Parry Farrell and Social Distortion
Drink was flowing and the tunes were epic. All the sudden I see this hot little number in a skirt that is Oh so nice and a frilly top that is barely there. I make my move and proceed to make memories. All of the sudden I see this little long haired French Canadian yelling person. He comes flying over and jumps in-between my new friend and myself. Tries to start a conversation but I'm not having any of it. Life is too short and Social D is rocking my face off. I go grab another cocktail for the lady and myself and enjoy a few more songs. We head for the door and low and behold, there is the little guy again. He gets back in my face. By this time i'm confused and not really sure where this is going. Two more join and I'm surrounded by little pissed off Canadians (odd I know) I though they were all super nice. Guy A. take's a swing, I swing back, we all get into a great tumble before big bouncier guys toss them one way and me and this chick the other. The night ended on a hot streak at the black jack table with my new friend escorting back to my room. That's my great story of hooking up with JP Auclair's girlfriend. Having Vincent Dorion see. Rallying the New Canadian Air force and the god fathers of new school skiing to kick my ass. Don't remember her name but I damn sure remember those legs..........
I've posted this in a thread before but here's my story:
My friends and I were hitchhiking to get back to our hotel room in the Sunday River parking lot after the Dumont Cup. A car rolls up to us and stops and in the front seat we see Matt Walker, Joss, and Torin YW. We asked if they could give us a ride and they said "yeah sure guys just wait for us to go get our mini van so we can fit you" and then drove off laughing. We were kind of sad because we thought they were pranking us but then about ten minutes later they roll up in a minivan and tell us to get in. They then drove us to our place. The end