On Sunday morning, May 6, a drunk driver ran a red light and took my best friend Cameron’s life. Cameron and I grew up together in Pennsylvania. Since 1997 we went snowboarding out west each Christmas break. Our first trip was to Vail, Colorado. We weren’t very good then, but we made it a goal to ride the back bowls every day. By the end of the trip we could rip them nearly as well as everyone else.
The next year took us to Snowbird, Utah, and the following year we went to Jackson Hole, Wyoming. Last Christmas we returned to Colorado and rode Breckenridge. December 31 was the last day Cameron and I rode together and by far our best day ever.
Most kids our age¿eighteen and twenty¿are friends because they party together. We hardly ever partied; our best times were spent together riding. We’d always talked about moving to the mountains and living the great life, that of snowboard bums, when we finished college. I still plan to follow that dream of ours, and I know he’ll be with me every time I ride. Cameron, I hope you’re riding the greatest mountains in the sky.
Kennett Square, Pennsylvania
Chicks Dig It
First off, I just want to say that I love your mag! I’m a fourteen-year-old girl, and I love to ride. I’m not lying when I tell you I don’t own a single Teen or Seventeen magazine. I just wanted to say enough with these female riders complaining about guys getting more attention. Ladies, you’re giving us a bad name! Besides, there are lots of girls getting noticed. Look at Tara Dakides, she could whoop a lot of guys any day. So back off with the complaints. If you truly love to ride, who cares if you’re getting a lot of attention or not? All that matters is you’re having fun and going big. Thanks for taking the time to read this crap.
Hamlin, New York
Break it down, Cheyanne. That’s the best “crap” I’ve read all day.¿Cody
Girls, Girls, Girls
I’ve been subscribing to TransWorld SNOW for a couple years now and have decided that one picture of a Reef girl each issue isn’t worth waiting a month for. A while back the heading on the cover said “Girls, Girls, Girls.” I was really excited, so I quickly turned the pages expecting to see some half-naked chicks showing off their bodies. I was so disappointed when I saw girls bundled up in snowboarding gear. Your mag would kick twice as much ass if it had more pictures of girls. Maybe you could devote three or four pages to girls in each magazine!
I feel your pain, Matt. I’ve been pushing for a snowboarding- and-naked-chicks magazine for years. Why don’t you make one? Bring back the ‘zine scene, kid. Thanks to the power of the Internet, your wildest dreams are only a few short hours from reality! Find some girlie sites and grab some jpegs, then get some snowboard shots. Here’s the fun part¿write your own content and captions. You have no restrictions, let it rip! There’re no copy editors or wussy advertisers scared of a little controversy, so get punk rock! Send me one, I’ll review it.¿Cody
This last year has been real crap. I live in Iowa, so my season doesn’t start until about the middle of November; when it did start, it was all slush. My local hill makes fake snow, and that was another downfall of my season. The biggest one was my board falling apart. All season there were bare spots and exposed areas of the hill, so it didn’t make for a healthy board. When I went to get it fixed, it got all screwed up. It took forever and when it was ready, it looked like he had run it through a grinder. My season is over now because my board is shot, but I love to read your Letters and Angry Interns¿ sections¿looks like that’ll be all I’ll do for the rest of the season anyway.
Des Moines, Iowa
Kyle, given that learned most of my moves from jumping kickers over the sand traps at Elmwood Country Club golf course in Marshalltown, I can attest to the fact that growing up with a fire for snowboarding in a place like Central Iowa isn’t all that sweet. When you break it down, it’s just too damn cold and there isn’t enough snow, but wait¿there is hope, little brother. Just follow my simple five-step plan to pure snowboarding bliss and wait for the cash and prizes.
1. Burn this magazine.
2. Buy a CAPiTA snowboard ’cause they’re the best snowboards in the world.
3. Put the self-titled Black Sabbath album in your disc-changer and don’t ever, ever take it out.
4. Quit worrying about your board being perfect all the time. You think you’re doing an Olympic Super-G at Fun Valley in Montezuma or something?
5. Take the board you have now out into the garage with a fourteen-inch sauce-pan, a black Magic Marker, a jigsaw, and tune up that lil’ bastard yourself.¿Blue Montgomery
Editor’s note: Although he’s retired and now running a board company, having Iowa’s only pro snowboarder answer this letter seemed appropriate. His shameless self-promotion, however, does not. Blue’s a real ass sometimes.¿Cody
I’m usually satisfied with simply reading about the exploits of others in the Letters section, but since I had a little mishap of my own, I thought I’d share. A few friends and I drove up to a little ski hill where a big-air contest was being held the next day. For most of us, it was our first contest. As soon as we checked into our hotel room, I felt a surge of excitement and started jumping on the bed. “Let’s do flips,” I cried gleefully as I hurled myself through the air into a tuck. Bam! I felt something hard hit my face as I realized that I wasn’t as high as I thought I was, and that the bed was definitely already under me. As it turned out, I had stayed in a tuck as I landed and my knee hit my face¿no big deal until the river of blood started to gush out of my nose and mouth as I looked into the mirror, blood splattering into the sink. I realized that I had broken my nose and had two black eyes. I wasn’t allowed to participate in the contest by orders of the ER doctor. I guess you shouldn’t jump on your bed.
St. Louis, MO
In the movie Destroyer, Tyler Lepore busts a huge 270 to boardslide. It was a sick trick, and I thought it didn’t look incredibly hard. My buddy and I set up a handrail we found and built a five-foot kicker ten feet away from it. I hit the jump at full speed and did the 270. When coming down onto the rail, my board snapped clear in two. I rolled off, and my friend ran down telling me it looked really cool. I couldn’t speak, so he ran to get help. That’s all I remember until I woke up in a hospital with my lower abdomen and upper thighs covered in bandages. It turns out I punctured one of my testicles and had to have a lot of fluid pumped from it. I have been in bed for the last week lying on my back because I can’t roll over. I learned one thing from this whole incident: I now know why the pros in these videos I buy are getting paid the big bucks.
I have fluid pumped from my testicles on the regular.¿Cody
Dear Sir Or Madam
My name is Dominic Bower from Scotland. I am an up-and-coming snowboarder with high aspirations. I have been boarding for just over three years now, in and around Scotland, namely Aviemore and Glenshie skiing areas as well as Verbier, Switzerland. Just recently, I received the results from the Carlsberg High Five competition held in Verbier. I came in fifth in my category. The boarders who placed above me were locals from Martigny, Switzerland. If you look at the results, you will see that I was the number-one snowboarder from Britain. This was my first time for giant slalom, moguls, and boardercross, and I achieved what I did with no official training. I hope you read this e-mail and seriously consider offering some form of sponsorship deal, as I will be traveling around to the world’s top snowboard sites and competing in many more competitions throughout the globe.
Dom, you kick ass! I’m proud to announce you’re TransWorld’s first sponsored pro snowboarder. You will never run out of pencils again, sir. Highlighters, glue sticks¿you’ll be knee-deep in that shit from here on out.¿Cody
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