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…at least I didn’t break my face.

2009 March 10
by Strain

I’ve been limping around the mountain on my broken snowboards for the past 2 weeks now, but I guess I can’t complain anymore. At least I didn’t break my face…

The sun creeping up the wall was making life difficult for my feeble speedlights:
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A few tries later, this wallride got nasty; click through to the full post to see the aftermath.

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Eric Poulin – “excuse me while I kiss the ground”:
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Nothing broken, just 4 stitches, a scar, and no shaving for a couple weeks. Bring on the ‘stache.

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  1. Chris permalink
    March 11, 2009

    Rough – the first pic with blood makes him look at first glance like a clown.

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