Names that were left on the cutting room floor: Telekinesis, Telecommunication, Telegraphs.
Telemark puns aside, it’s trailer season, which combined with the growing amount of ski talk around the office is causing some of us to eagerly anticipate winter a bit too early. For their 2010 film, the Powderwhores traveled to Haines, the Revelations, and the Chugach in AK, along with some classic Wasatch locations.
This year’s film features Backbone friend and newly appointed ESPN freeskiing editor Megan Michelson in what the Powderwhore boys are calling the best female ski segment they’ve shot to date, along with Roaring Fork Valley local rippers Jake Sakson, Will Cardamone, and Nick Devore.
Without further ado, we present to you this tele-stoke teaser:
When I first told a friend I was going to work at Backbone, he said, “You better get used to the idea of skiing Black Diamond skis.” Nawww, I thought, those things are too planky.
Turns out lots has changed about Black Diamond skis in the past few years, and the current selection is nothing like the old sticks I used to borrow from my college’s freeheel club. I recently got a pair of the Justices, and as a devout bump skier I was wary of skiing something 115 underfoot.
Fast-forward to last weekend, when I drove to the annual Telemark Extreme Skiing Championships in Crested Butte. The morning of the first day of the comp, I opened up my car/extra storage unit and stared at my choice of skis for the day. You can check this website to learn about more storage solutions. Out of the big pile of K2s, Icelantics, Karhus, and G3s, I chose the BD Justices.
The combination of long binding cartridges/small boots proved fatal, as I walked out of my binding with a few turns left in the 2nd run, and got disqualified as my ski rocketed to the bottom. But I have to give Black Diamond props—the Justices kill it in pretty much any snow condition. They are maneuverable enough for light bump skiing, come around as quickly as you need them to in steeps (thanks to the early-rise tip), and are able to arc long big-mountain turns in powder.
Check out the video of the event. I appear around :28 seconds in. Don’t take a sip of coffee, you’ll miss me.
I was lucky enough to get to spend the past week in Japan representing Black Diamond on a photo shoot and telemark festival. Before I left, I had vague visions of myself posing for pictures with Japanese skiers whose default picture pose was throwing up a peace sign. Turns out that was an unfounded Asian stereotype—the number one most preferred picture pose among Japanese skiers seems to be throwing a fist in the air, Claim-style.
I was told by several people that the popularity of skiing was on long-term decline in Japan after enjoying it’s heyday in the 1980s due to the economic recession, as well as the fact that skiing is no longer seen as cool among younger generations. I was also told that was the kiss of death in a culture that is more concerned than average with keeping up with the latest trends.
These things are probably true, but last week I had trouble believing in the decline of skiing and the inherent hip nature of Japanese culture as: a) around 400 freeheelers showed to a small, three-lift mountain in a torrential downpour to participate in the Telemakuri festival and b) the second most common picture pose turned out to be a thumbs-up.
Joking aside, what I did find true among the locals that I skied with is that they were not just welcoming, they were incredibly excited to show me their country and admirably persistent in trying to communicate me in English and include me in all of the festival’s activities. This meant a lot to me as I felt pretty pathetic only being able to speak a few phrases of Japanese. What kind of activities did a Japanese telemark festival include? There were the usual ski and boots demo, instructional clinics, and fun races.
The Black Diamond/Smartwool booth was by far the busiest of all. There was also a syncronized skiing competition, which I got to be a guest judge for:
Unfortunately the rain and fog were too dense to actually see the skiers until they were very close, but still people’s enthusiasm did not wane. The afterparty was like no other I had ever been to. This performance kicked off the event:
I’ll bet you five bucks that the girl on the right eventually does a national tour, gets ringtones of her songs, and inspires a manga character.
All in all after two days of shooting in Hokkaido, a day on a ferry down to the main island, two days of Telemakuri, and two days of being a camera-toting Tokyo tourist, it was one of the best trips of my life. I will end with a shot of the terrain in Asahidake, the tallest mountain in Hokkaido, where we got our one perfect weather day:
