Genesis - The Dawn of Snowboarding
Death or glory. It was a roll of the dice. Nothing stood between the icy hilltop and finish-line far below. Snow swirled up from the void, flat–light shrouding the horizon. Pulling up to the shoulder, we stepped off our boards, steadying against the vertigo. Few of us had ever tried riding ski-areas let alone steep icy trails.
A normal day would’ve found us riding sandpits, dumps, backyards and hills around the neighborhoods we grew up in. But this was not a normal day. This was 1982. We were getting ready to compete in the National Snow Surfing Championships taking place at Suicide Six in Vermont. Dropping in was gnarlier than anything we had ever contemplated but one thing was clear. Stopping would not be an option.
Suicide Six was the inception of a new era. Snowboarding was young. It didn’t even have a name. Snurfing was about to grow up. The sports earliest pioneers, receiving visions from surfing and skating, appeared from all corners of the United States to realize the dream. The fire had been lit!