It was a bright sunny day as me and the crew hiked up the burg for a day of shredding (hill closed a month ago.) as we approached the melting 10 foot money booter one of my boys propelled into the air at absurd velocities and whipped out the bunkest looking cork 7 known to man. No grab no style no nothing. Personally I was relatively baffled by this notion. Why are skiers pushing the agenda and throwing wack no Steele helicopter spins when we could all just be out here throwing shuffles with our friends. In skiing I promote the idealism that we all slow down and throw more front flips. It would be a benificial notion to the sport and promote far less injuries and more style.