I’m on a plane heading back to the states after a crazy week in Austria. I flew over for the 20th “Air &Style” stadium kicker contest…pretty much just an excuse to rip some runs in Arlberg with my longtime friend Jamie Lynn and Volcom’s Pat Barraza.
My legs were weak with jetlag and I was more than intimidated by the triple cork ready kicker. It was surreal dropping into the scaffolding jump at night in front of the massive crowd. It was a “leap of faith” as I dropped in for the first time… heart racing, tripping out and totally mind fucked by the whole scene overload.
It felt really good to be done paying the dues at the contest and jump on the train to Arlberg. My friend Blackie picked us up and we wasted no time getting into right into some killer shredding… it snowed over a foot and was dumping super hard as we took hotlaps with friends.
It kept snowing and things just got better as the rest of the days of our trip passed. We rode till exhaustion, cooked food at Volcom team house and spent some time painting and catching up over a few beers.