Last weekend, I traveled half way across the United States to a tournament. The conditions & opportunity to post a big score were breathtaking. To my own surprise, I really did not care how I skied. Don't get me wrong, I would have liked a big score but once I got there I realized that I was there to hang out with friends and simply enjoy myself. It was more important to drink beer and tell stories than it was to get a good nights sleep and be fresh in the morning.
Back in the day. Way back in the day. 1970s - 80s. Here in the west, skiers all camped on site and hung out all night with each other after the tournament. I think this was / is the real soul of the sport. We skied but and we skied seriously but we goofed around also.
Somehow I think we slalom geeks lose track of fun. There are a few events around the country every year where friends use a tournament as an excuse to party. If you are all ball count and no beer glass, I highly suggest you get in touch with the soul of the sport.
Super big thanks to the Cottonwood and Old Ward's Pond crews