Hi to all! Sorry I think I took your name oldboarder...I figured I'd be the old man here so I picked Grandpa but I'm only 37.
Well anyway I live in Maine and was exiled to the southeast for 5+ years.
I switched from the sticks in '92. I generally ride at a little mountain called Shawnee peak because of it's feel and proximity. When I can get to the river or loaf I go but it's a haul. I rode for two winters before allowing life to get in the way and will now be enjoying my mid life celebration on the slopes.
Oldboarder just remind your skier friends that their yard sales and a.c. injuries are gone from your world!! Also remind them that they would probably not have a ski industry were it not for the snowboard bail out in the early nineties! Also just wait until you get more solid! You'll blow 'em away in the glades...heckthey probably won't even follow you in
