Today started like a lot of days last season. I had gotten a random text message from K at about 10:30 asking me if I had a blanket. I responded with a message asking why the fuck he needed a blanket. Evidently he was going to sleep in the Loveland parking lot, which frankly he’s a tiny little Swede I’m not going to let him do that. So he crashed on my love seat and we rolled out in Scubasaurus Wrecks to the hill.
We rolled in to Loveland in usual fashion, FUCKING HAGGARD! After stumbling out of the car I was greeted by some overly large child from Denver that felt the urge to communicate with me, why he did this I do not know? But I don’t think he liked my answer of fuck if I know its too early don’t talk to me you’re freaking me out. So after that I stopped into the marketing department to see my buddy Duncan, who hooked myself and K up with some discounted tickets. Gotta say that Duncan is the man and as helped make Loveland my favorite preseason mountain of choices.
So we got the ball rolling with some warm up laps, butters, snow jibs, and weird jumps of doom. The day was spotty with clouds rolling through and flat light here and there. They moved the park over on what I think is Richards Run. The set up was actually kind of advanced for Loveland it was a bit interesting. Not going to lie Lovelands park sucks but you don’t go there to ride park you go there to avoid lift lines and ride sick terrain. Anyways the set up they had consisted of a giant lip that had a flat box on the left and a flat rail on the right. After you come down from those you have the choice of 5 foot high up to flat box on the right or another flat box on the left. When you get through those you have ground level disco box for all your buttering needs. I’ll snap a photo of it tomorrow because its actually a pretty cool set up. Another cool thing was that they opened chair 6 so you had even more terrain than A basin.
All in all I love Loveland its a great mountain for avoiding the crowds and just doing laps. Thanks to Duncan and K for allowing me to get my shred on.