crunch

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The crunch under the board. The shifting, drifting, sliding. The crisp air plucking at my flesh. The warm sun battling back the chill. The clean air filling my lungs. The adrenaline surging through me.

Oh, how I long to be in my beloved mountains, with my beloved Queen, strapped to a piece of plastic and throwing myself off the sides of mountains.

8 thoughts on “crunch

  1. Oooh, yes, I want that… I did once get to be reasonably competent on down-hill skiing. Not ridiculously fast but OK at moving about.

    When you get yourself strapped to your plastic board, enjoy it!

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