As the leaves fall and the temperature drops, thoughts of winter begin to enter our heads. For some this means thoughts of time spent indoors with hobbies or crafts and for others the idea of winter means traveling south. But for those of us who love snow the fall brings a steady lineup of ski porn. Oh, yes.... the ski porn.
Myriad montages of chest deep powder skiing, huge cliff drops, mind numbingly tight lines through Alaskan chutes, backside cork 900's in slow motion, untranslatable interviews in various "bro-brah" dialects, classic voice overs by octogenarian icons, shameless sponsor plugs, and gorgeous women who can ski better than 99% of people attending the ski porn in question.
The ski porn is like an annual right of passage for skiers and snowboarders. Donning our favorite beanie and ski jacket we make the pilgrimage to the pub or theater for the event. After a few pints of brew and some pointless discussion of the regional weather patterns the movie begins. Like some kind of pagan ritual the crowd begins to hoot and holler as the scenes unfold on the big screen.
The ski porn; however, does more than make us wish we were paid to ski powder all over the world. It carries us through the dreary fall months filled with 40 degree rainy days. It inspires us to get in shape for the winter, to scour the ski shops for new gear, to call our skiing buddies whom we haven't seen all summer, to wax our skis a few months early, and to put a smile on our face when we think to ourselves "I skied powder deeper than that."
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