...there were a lot of papparzzi taking photos...
Eh... they were all just trying to get pictures of those boots!
...there were a lot of papparzzi taking photos...
That sounds terrible. I didn't even know what I was sliding towards, having never been on the Wall before. I saw the sign, and I don't consider myself an expert. But I was with my brother, who had been up there before. I consider myself a technically better skier than my brother, so I thought I'd be fine if he was comfortable.Also had my only bad injury skiing ever on The Wall.
as usual a number of things went wrong:
run was extremely icy (should have been closed- no snow for a month)
on previous run previously I called ski patrol for a racer who slid off icy Climax run into woods
Wrong skis - Volkl powder skis
dull edges on skis
Boots were not tightened (broke Fibula 3 inches above ankle)
caught an edge and had extreme trouble self arresting while sliding fast on 'near ice' toward woods.
Do not even remember breaking leg as I was in extreme concentration on self-arresting.
Quit by skiing down on one ski (should have called ski patrol)
Thought it was a very bad sprain (quit skiing) - not diagnosed till I flew home.
Burned the injury area a bit in hot water at a hot spring in Nevada desert (delayed the hard cast for a month-soft brace initially !)
First week of season- only skied 4 days that year.
Photo of sign at top & bottom View attachment 57180 of The Wall attached.
similar BLM skull & crossbones sign at the hot spring in desert.
so I thought I'd be fine if he was comfortable.
I don't usually fall if I'm being careful.
One day after some inclement weather that left things rather icy, I came across two skiers climbing up the trail back from the steepest mogul run on a small Ontario ski hill. I had been lapping that run all morning, with no issues. I told them, "Don't bother hiking back; let me show you the easy way down." .....and proceededed to whipe out on the second mogul/turn. They decided not to ski the run. I suffered a severe injury to my pride.I know that one all too well.
Another good one for me is "I've skied this a zillion time." Guarantee total pandemonium.
... but we are really good at faking it.
I feel like such an amateur compared to some of the stories here, but in this case that might be a good thing
When I was 14 and treating trees like slalom gates I broke my right hand, funny thing was I didn’t even know it was broken for a couple days...
But the worst injury where it wasn’t a crash but I was technically “skiing” was getting off a T-Bar in Northern Michigan in 1979. I’m told (as I have no real memory of it) was that the person I rode up with held on to the bar a little too long and when he let go it whiplashed back right into my face. It was like being hit with a baseball bat, splitting open my upper cheek and nearly taking out my right eye.
I woke up with a patrolmen standing over me, immediately jumped to my feet and then fell over. Next memory was in the patrol shack. Doctors did a great job sewing me up but I still have a fine line of a scar to remind me.
Haven’t ridden a T-Bar since...
@HDSkiing , you may be missing a lot of good terrain, though, by not riding a t-bar where they are available.
...if it is when I'm up there in a couple weeks maybe I'll give it a whirl, for old times sake...
Far from the worst and not good quality, but entertaining none the less. View attachment 57514 View attachment 57515
Well my worst fall didn't hurt me but it sums me up. I was at Mont Tremblant with my brother and husband, maybe his brother too, can't remember, anyhow we head up the brand new high speed chair lift with the bubble (1988 ish) and I had never ridden a high speed chair, it was cool. WE were taking the ski week lesson, 5 hours a day and i was an instructor, getting a week of early skiing in before the season with a Level 4 examiner, just the 4 of us in our ski group. Got to the top, the bubble raised, I see the off load fast approaching, I'm talking to my brother and I stand up right where I would have stood up, if the chair didn't suddenly slow as it approached the dock. Fortunately my husband expects me to do these sort of things and pushed my head down under the chair, told me to stay down, I dropped about 4 feet to the ground, ducked and got out of there when the chair past. Had a hard time living down the fact I could ski but needed to learn to use the chair lifts. Nothing's changed in 30 years, I still tend to have my falls and mishaps when I'm standing still, in a chair or at the bottom of a run. I've had many falls over the years but that one is, fortunately, my most memorable.