Whenever I got a chance to ski out of the dreary man-made snow covered “groomers”, I have happily returned on my rock skis.
The problem is that. if these older boards let me go on rocks that I can’t see without cringing and with a kind of impunity, they make my skiing on regular hard-snow soon becomes almost impossible to control and mostly miserable.
To put it positively, these second-class skis make their dulled edges force me to reach for more exceptional skills when I feel that I ski on ball bearings, or to put it more aptly, just like on a wing and a prayer!
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