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Last tram was 8 days, 7 hours and 47 minutes ago. For about 7 of those days I’ve been stuck on my butt (or at least not doing cool stuff like skiing) as I managed to blow my ankle up the day after last tram 
Fuck this noise.
I was on crutches until ~thursday last week and managed to go rafting down the Heber River today so I’m assuming that this means I’ll be skiing Baldy main chute sometime this week. The doctor never specifically said anything about not skiing and a ski boot is basically an air cast so it should be fine.*
Now. On to the show part of this show and tell website. I don’t really have any awesome skiing fun to post since last week, but occasionally I do get sweet fan mail about videos I’ve posted or trip reports I’ve done (which is so awesome, thank you anyone that’s ever written anything in!) and I’ve still got copies of every letter I’ve every received, but this e-mail (actually facebook message) I received early last week made my day in ways I can’t begin to describe and I decided to post it here:
Just wanted to let you know how much I appreciated your helmetcasts. Unfortunately, I’ve been disabled now for a number of years due to racing accidents, and I’m unable to ski even the meagre slopes here back on the East Coast. Your work reminds me of my days schussbooming the wasatch front, Be it going for Big air in Brighton, face shots of “carfoonda” down Eagles Nest in Alta, or doing the backcountry bit between the Canyons (which these days I guess isn’t as “extreme” as it was back in my day of the late 80s)…
Thanks man… keep em slick and fast, to make the good runs last.
Sean K.
U of U alumn and former powderhound.
There you have it. A UofU student/ski-bum from nearly two decades ago still stoked on the Wasatch. That just brings a big fat smile to my face 
Keep you eyes peeled Sean (and other fans), I may be down for the moment, but I’m certainly not out and you can bank on some more sweet helmetcast action before long. Between bad crashes, busted ankles and pulled teeth from this last season I’ve got an arsenal of painkillers and other bad things, but there is still only one addiction I can’t seem to kick…
June 2007.
July 2008.
July 2009.
Summer 2010.
???
Trying to make those perfect turns last,
Jake
*JakeCast.com or its writers (me) are not responsible for any injury or death that may occur as a result of taking my incredibly stupid medical advice. The psychotic ways in which I justify skiing on failing body parts are probably not for you. I’m extreme. All day. I stick uphill ice…on my soft skis. Send it.
