Steak and Kidney

Flew over to Sydney in late September for a boozy week, combined with a few days shredding the park at Perisher front valley. Anticipation was high on the flight and on arrival in the kidney was stoked to find my boi Qdarb pulling into the airport pick up area. After a quick slap of hands and cracking of a stub each, we chucked my shit in his car and got moving.

The first few nights were loose to say the least. started off at a bar out near the gap, then crawled around the Cross till late. Woke up on the first morning with an X through the stamp on my arm which i have hazy recollections of getting after trying to walk back in the bar after a late night snack.

We pulled our hung bodies in the car on the sunday and headed down to the snow to go ride. Josh, Q and I squashed in the ute made for a fun trip down.

Monday morning was blue as you like, we bolted up the hill frothing to get on it early cause we knew it would warm up quick turning the snow into frozen lemonade. I was pumped as we got ready, but sort of tripping looking up the hill, where the fuck was the kicker line id been told about? FUCK!! turns out it had been knocked down, all that was left was a few boxes in the front valley. After speaking to the people bumping chairs they told us it had been bowled over the previous day, the reason being they needed to push the snow around. later on we spoke to some more reliable sources who said the reason behind it was it was Qld holiday week and due to people injuring themselves a lot in previous years they decided it would have to go.

We were pretty livid as all reports suggested the park had been all time. still we made the most of it just cruising around the hill and riding the 5foot gaps at the little park, which actually ended up having a couple of fun jibs.

Skinny arrived on Tuesday and with it being the first time us boys had all hung out together for a few years it was a boozy day at the Jindy tav which included a mid sesh game of rockput and a skimming comp. Q lost the contest and had to buy two bottles of spirits as punishment. Goodtimes!

Skin and i went up the hill one more time on the Thursday as he missed the Monday shred. Unfortunately we severely miss judged the weather, it was warm as toast in town so we took the thinnest jackets we had. But up the hill it was windy and cold as aids and the whack dust storm from the tuesday night that turned the east coast red had severely messed up the snow, luck was not on our side and all we could do was laugh as we tried hitching back down after a few hours.

The next day it was back to sydney for more fun and to wrap up the trip.

Sick trip in the end even if the conditions werent epic. Hell keen to ride the park next season.

Words by blake.