This cautionary poem was first posted Aug. 19, 2004.
Yes, that’s my torso in the photo. We were at the Maverick jumps here in Boulder, and I was waiting for my photo subjects to warm up. I got all impatient and decided to take a run through the rhythm. No pads, no shirt. I slowed to avoid a kid but went for it anyway. Major nose case followed by a ventral slide.