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Metabo Oyaji

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  1. Niseko 2011

     

    I was practicing a butter. Nothing special, just a few spins. Obviously slamming all day with the occasional success to keep me going.

     

    But it got tough.

     

    No specific injury, but those cumulative hits took their toll. I think it destroyed the rest of my trip. I know its something we all go through, but that was definitely the moment i realised the pipe dreams were over. I could take the slams. I could take a broken wrist. But this... it was the feeling that id lost something mental rather than physical that did me in. I was in chains to a new world order. It signaled the end. I was broken.

     

    Only kidding cats. Three months to the new season! lets wiping!

     

    Ha ha. Gingerly, tentatively, building up courage on the kicker at Snova the other day, I was acutely aware of my age. All these young kids on snowboards doing spins off it, and here I was at my age, just straight jumping it on skis. Which was great fun, actually. But seeing all these kids going at it, I felt like, heck, I'm not going to let them put me out to pasture! Keep at it! I'm sure the kids thought, "What the heck is this old geezer doing here? We'll show how it's done!" So good mutual motivation. At least so I imagined. (More likely, they just thought, why is this oyaji wasting everyone's time in the line-up?)

     

    Managed some crude splits, next time might tackle backscratchers. Someday, might I even get stupid enough to try spins?

     

    Not ready to let gravity win yet.

  2. Did you chew it Metabo Oyaji?

     

    I chewed the body meat. The heart was way too small to chew, being only about the size of one of those little Frisk breath mints. (Picture a throbbing, beating breath mint.)

     

    And...... did it taste like chicken?

     

    No, tasted like...snake.

     

    Actually, not really much flavor. Though texture was maybe somewhere between chicken and shrimp.

  3. Actually, it was at a barbecue party. Some workers had caught a mamushi earlier, which they decided to toss on the grill. They killed and sliced it up quickly, and offered me the still-beating heart to eat, probably because I was standing nearby and looked gullible. Still, not one to pass up such an opportunity, I accepted. Could feel it still beating on my tongue and down my throat. The rest of the snake was grilled up and everyone got a few bites. Not bad, actually.

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