Held To A Higher Standard
This week I find myself on an adventure in Mt.Crested Butte, CO. If you don't know where that is, try this
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Oh yeah...Colorado Rocky Mtn High. This place is off the charts beautiful...and the terrain at the mountain is as challenging as it gets. You can't get an appreciation for how BIG these mountains really are until you look closer at the map: a little place called ASPEN is only about 10 miles northeast of Mt Crested Butte, as the White-tailed
Leaf Warbler flies. But if you were to drive from one to the other you would travel 206 miles! Or approximately 4.5 hrs of sitting with a softball between your ass and your non-heated seat listening to NPR on some scratchy am radio station. How big are these mountains? That big. Ain't no road gonna take you the 10 miles between the two.
Sorry for the rant. More to the point, why are we here? Every year the Water Sports Industry Association (sounds boring, just focus and hang in there for a sec) holds an annual summit, somewhere cool. Park City, Whistler, now Mt. Crested Butte. They bring in speakers who know a hell of a lot more than you know about stuff you never even knew existed...until now. I feel like one of the most fortunate people on the planet, because my boat sponsor MasterCraft, decided to let me tag along. Its great they can overlook the fact that I haven't washed my hair in 5 years, or that I've been alternating between the same 2 pairs of jeans (skinny jeans, mind you...as that is all O'Neill seems to make anymore) for the past 3 weeks. What's even crazier is that they pulled the trigger on an Ad for the latest WaterSki Mag...with my bobble-mop head all up in there. See for yourself!
Well thats all for now. I'll let you know how the week finishes up. Till then, here are a few iPhone pics I snapped yesterday and today...for your viewing pleasure. Be jealous!...