Some skiers on the slopes are best defined as ‘carvers,’ and to them the mountain is their medium. They make pretty turns and leave lovely curving marks in the snow.
You’ll
see carvers smoothly sailing downhill, swooping gently back and forth. These, mind you, are the same people who fold
their clothes the very moment they remove them from the dryer—which is only
seconds after the buzzer sounds. These
people label the boxes in which they store things. They keep track of tax information throughout
the entire year. They make money.
A
close cousin to the turn carver is the turn ‘thrower.’ You need to give these guys a little room on
the hill. They aren’t there to make
friends. Down they go, throwing hard
turns from side to side. To them the
only disgrace is in falling. They will
do anything to stay upright: sacrifice a pole, wipe out the person in front of
them. These are practical people, mostly
men, who feel no compunction about taking all their dishes—which they have not
washed in weeks—to a carwash so they might spray the crust off. A turn thrower most likely invented duct
tape.
I
would be negligent if I failed to mention extreme skiers, especially if you
ever decide to ski an area with any notable cliffs, as it is likely that one of
these types might land on you. Where the
Yuri Skier (the jumper) detests gravity, the extreme skier eats it for
lunch. The object of this kind of skiing
is to commit suicide without involving the messy dying part. These people fall off cliffs on purpose. They also drive rear-wheel-drive automobiles
and marry money.
—Mitchell
Hegman
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