Tuesday, February 7, 2012

getting "g"iggy widdit: G-Spot

Posted By on Tue, Feb 7, 2012 at 4:38 PM

G-Spot. I've always kind of felt that skiing powder had a sexual allure to it. The snow that gets pitched up when you cut deep turns often dances along the inside of your upper thigh, flirting with the crotch of your snowpants. It's a good feeling. Euphoria of the elements, or something.

Powder turns (with Maggie tail guiding) down G-Spot's uppermost trees. People, this is bliss.
  • Emily McGinty
  • Powder turns (with Maggie tail guiding) down G-Spot's uppermost trees. People, this is bliss.

Anyway, these shots are from the weekend before last — also amid a warm spell. The snow was great higher up, but many a Montana skier had been up to these parts over the weekend. Finding fresh lines is like finding pennies on the sidewalk — they're always there, you've just got to look.

Yes. How could you not have a ridiculously big grin on your face when theres goods to be shredded underfoot?
  • Yes. How could you not have a ridiculously big grin on your face when there's goods to be shredded underfoot?

My school-time diet of Cup of Noodles and red #40 is making the uphill bits of good ski days marginally less fun. BAH! Who am I kidding, I love sucking wind if it means going 'wee-wee-wee-wee all the way home.'

Good lines out there, earthlings!

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