 Obviously A snowHead isn't a real person
Obviously A snowHead isn't a real person
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Just found the following - which made me laugh:
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Dynafits are insidious little contraptions:
They come in these little tiny square boxes that are probably no bigger then 4"x4" with a flip top that you can open up to peer inside at two tiny lightweight toe and heel pieces. You'll quickly learn they're not like other bindings, for not just any shop can mount them, particularly on the East Coast where only 3 shops and one guy in Amherst(whose basement will forevermore be the envy of mine) have jigs. Then there's that nagging boot compatibility issue which forces you to jettison your previous well loved "non dynafit compatible" AT boots for shiny "new to you" compatible boots.
But you start to notice the weight loss, and you enjoy touring more. Then you realize that the downhill interface is more solid then anything you've ever skied before. But it doesn't stop there, because you start to realize that your old skis are MUCH too heavy and that new lighter skis would help you shave even MORE pounds.
By now you're hooked, but you don't realize it yet. You start missing your friends at the ski area and you begin spending more time in the BC. Then, your sleep begins to suffer because you've started to wake up at ungodly hours of the morning just to squeeze in a few laps before having to show up at work. You buy a postage scale and begin weighing items from your pack and discarding or modifying them to lose still more pounds. Zippers and Straps are sliced off your jackets and packs as you still attempt to go lighter still. Your "one dynafit setup" soon becomes MULTIPLE pairs and you begin to have a boot quiver of compatible boots. You become a zealot, mocking those others who ski "inferior" bindings like Fritichi's, Naxos, and even begin pitying the primitive tele-skier who is only now crawling out of the primordial ooze to embrace the free pivot  and you only associate yourself with "other" dynafit users.
You begin to total up the amount of work and family time you've missed and the amount of new gear you've had to purchase, but it doesn't stop there....
Your family and friends start to worry as you begin to think that randonee' racing and lycra bodysuits look like a interesting hobby, you trade in your 4 buckle alpine boots and Volant Spatulas for drilled out F1's and 160 cm skinny skis. They attempt an intervention, but its too late, because you're too far gone. You regularly eat Powerbar gel while touring, and have developed an appreciation for the subtle differences in energy bars. You carry a jetboil stove rather then excess water which would weigh you down. You bust out 7k vert before work, and don't bother with things that don't involve at least 2 miles of approach. You start skiing heli-terrain first and manage to track it out before 8:45 am on weekends. You relish breaking trail, and you don't ski with anyone who isn't using carbon fibre cross country ski poles and dynafits because you're tired of waiting for the slow crew.
By the time you finally realize that you're life is in complete shambles and that heroin would have been much simpler and cheaper, the season ends.......but you merely begin hiking with skis on your back to ski snowfields that begin to grow smaller and farther away. You contemplate being able to ski year round and whether that season pass to a ski area that you once coveted above all else is really all that its cracked up to be. Your wife divorces you, knowing that she will never be able to compete with the mistress that is your precious dynafits. After a while you realize that sanding your topsheets and stone grinding your bases only does so much to lower your weight penalty, so you begin drilling holes in your boots and replacing the metal buckles with shoelaces. You begin searching the European black market to find a pair of the elusive all titanium dynafits until one day you're picked up after storming into a hospital with a gun, a pair of dynafit inserts, and your dynafit mounted skis demanding that somehow a doctor surgically implant the fittings into your feet.
be warned, once you buy dynafits, forever will they dominate your life  |
http://www.tetongravity.com/forums/showthread.php?t=90805
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