OK, I have to post up because I just looked at the pictures and my heart is pounding again right now like when I made it to the top...that was absolutely the most intense feeling I've ever had sledding! When I got to the top I almost passed out from the rush. Travis, on the other hand, did a little dance as you can see in the one picture.
When we pulled up to the bottom, I wasn't going to do the chute...then when we flew to the top and checked it out, I REALLY wasn't going to do the chute, but I borrowed a pair of huevos from Paul and Travis and I went up up second. I was in the throttle for almost a minute and 30 seconds
and fortunately there wasn't a single hiccup in the sled and I didn't pull a boner and get too close to a wall because even the slightest burble would have meant lights out, do not pass go, do not collect 200 dollars, and maybe another chopper ride to the hospital (ya, that was me on Mountain Mod Mania 7 riding to the hospital with a blown knee). I don't even want to think about what would have happened if any one of us had blown a belt
There are bigger, steeper chutes with bigger, badder riders, but this was absolutely the the most overwhelming experience I've ever had on a sled. It was so awesome to make it to the top of the chute with some great friends (and some new ones we made) on such an sweet day. I don't need no stinking drugs...I've got Chemo!
Kevin, I want to get up there again this season, that would be some more epic-ness for sure, but it's not looking good right now, but that's whole 'nother story.
-Rhett