Getting the hang of it

By the last day on the snow I was on my way to making this silly plank of wood do the things it was meant for. Cruising down the terrain park and cutting some powder down the black runs at the top of Whistler. I had to go on my own because Emerson was down with a cold so no chance for anyone to take a picture of my prowess.. which was not quite as good as the pic I downloaded off the web (left) but almost. Hee hee.. =)

Pity it was my last day, I would have enjoyed another week here now that I finally stopped falling all the time.