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Vermont’s Newest Honorary Death Rider – BUCK FERTON

Posted in Bros not Pros, Shred Pirates on February 1, 2010 by vtdeathrider

This Tahoe legend can party with us anytime… toot toot

Remember World Quarters?

Posted in Bros not Pros, East Coast, Shred, Shred Pirates, Snowboard, Vermont on July 24, 2008 by vtdeathrider

March 23, 2008

There was snowboarding.

…and drinking.

There was cold, hard cash for the winner, literally.

Those are probably ’09 Sorrels… Paul’s got industry hook-ups.

George provided lift access.

Overall, an epic hang…

…with tons of shred action…

…thanks to these guys.

Long-Time-Ago Hang.

Posted in Bros not Pros, East Coast, Shred Pirates, Vermont on May 12, 2008 by vtdeathrider

This was over a month ago… I’m busy, alright. Words and pictures by Tron.

Done in a way that only the guys at Rome SDS can do, they showed love to those who showed love this season. Dealers and friends were invited to Sugar Bush Resort for a few days of riding and partying. The crew was out in full force with everyone out terrorizing the hill, cruising in large packs and spraying anyone who got in their way. The first day it started snowing and dropped 5 inches of VT pow on the mountain. The upper mountain was shut down, but that didn’t stop anyone. Sully lead the charge, showing us some of his favorite runs both on the trails and in the trees. The mini parked was charged hard including the sideways rail and the barrel jib that put you squarely into the woods. The day ended with burgers and dogs grilled in the condo parking lot.
The second day the snow was inconsistent to say the least. Ranging from blue ice to hot pow. Everyone was killing it despite the conditions. Lunch was brought to the parking lot and we enjoyed the best subs in the state of Vermont before heading out due to some rainy weather and sheer lack of sleep. Snurfer races had to be postponed until next year. Plenty of time to tighten up your game.
The nights were full of beer drinking and hell raising. Parties in all the condos and pizza at a bar that is being investigated by the FBI; truely authorized dealers. The locals were run off the pool tables both nights. Notably by JV, who sunk on the 8-ball on the break. The last night the camera finally came out and captured what turned into a very interesting game of “Drinking Jenga.” The game was found in a closet in one of the condos and included booze inspired directions written on each block.

Needless to say it was a great couple of days. Thanks to everyone for coming out and to Rome for making it happen. See you next year!

Ladies and gentlemen; let the games begin! A-Star stacks ’em up.

Game on! Joel and Dumont eyeing their moves, would it be “chug a beer,” “Call [MH],” or “Race another player to another condo and back, then chug a beer. Loser takes off their pants.”

Paddock “Chug a beer.”

Dumont is one photogenic dude!

George took his shot like a champ, despite some protest.

Have you ever seen a man look so happy to be hitting another man in the face with a pizza crust?

Taking my turn, I think on this one I drew either “Firewood!!! Go get some!!” or “Compliment circle.” I can’t rememeber.

Joel making “the noise,” someone pulled the “Call [MH]” piece.

Just George being George.

“Whose driving my truck!? I’m driving my truck, BITCH!!!”

Andrew Hardingham likes to kill frogs. (NBD#7)

Posted in Bros not Pros, Shred, Snowboard on April 15, 2008 by vtdeathrider

Dear frog that sits on lily pad,
You are the laziest animal in the entire kingdom. I used to watch you in science class, all the time dreading the day I would pull you from your algae infested tank and insert my scalpel into what I think is your abdomen. There was a day when I felt sorry for you. That day was then and today I fucking hate you frog.
Your life is spent lapping up sunlight and catching bugs with your tong. You won’t even put in the effort to move when your hungry you fucking lazy frog. You get hot and you swim in your fucking pool. You get tired and you climb aboard a splendid natural lily pad or sometimes you pick the synthetic one for a change I guess. I’ve found you mostly sit on your natural lily pad because I think you’re an elitist frog and plastic is no substitute for the real thing but probably makes you appreciate it more. I can’t wait to expose your insides to the outside. Like the immortal highlander in that late 80’s film staring Sean Conary, I will chop you up and gain your knowledge and power. I will become a better person for murdering your useless, lazy corps. “Fuck you frog”.
Two weeks pass
Two more days till “fuck up the frog day”. I’ve been drawing pictures and thinking about what I will serve you as your last meal. Maybe just flies, or maybe I’ll spice it up with some squashed mosquitoes. If you don’t piss me off I might even feed you a grasshopper. That must be like a tenderloin steak to your kind, you fucking ass hole frog.
Two days later a.k.a. Dooms day
I woke up today with a sort of excitement. But not because today is the day I murder that fucking frog. I have an overwhelming sense of anxiety for some reason…. Why this abnormal feeling. I have the last meal captured in a Tupperware. I chose two flies because I hate you. My scalpel awaits my every command. I have prepared for this moment my whole life. But still I feel odd. One-hour later I’m nocuous. I puke 4 times and am sweating like a pig. The school nurse says I have a high fever and “its probably that nasty virus that’s going around Andrew”. Fuck that, I think to my self. These nurses and hypochondriacs always say that kinda shit. I’m not a pussy and I will not miss this chance to absorb another beings life force. I stumble my way back to the science room. On my way I’m reminded of a TV program on creationist vs. Evolutionists. It gives me more ammunition to continue my quest to kill knowing I could stop the evolution of one of those psycho creationist bastards ever evolving into yet another moron 200 million years from now… I must kill that frog. The classroom is empty. Must kill frog. My vision slightly blurred as my teacher walks into the room. “ohhh, seems we have an early bird hey?” Frog? I answer. “Are you OK Andrew?” he asked. “That frogs in big trouble Mr. T. I hate not knowing what’s inside of that stupid skin”. Laughter erupts as several of my friends enter the room. “Andrew’s been waiting for today for a long time Mr. T. of course he’s here early.” My friend say filling in the blanks.
A few minutes pass
Clapping his hands together eagerly Mr. T abruptly begins the class. This must be a big event for him considering all he talks about is his stamp collection. What a fucking looser.
I start my approach toward the aquarium of only to discover the frogs are no longer there. “What the fuck!” I said loud enough to here but soft enough to ignore. “Is there a problem Mr. Hardingham? Mr. T responds.” Yes there is a problem, a very big problem. Where are those little FUUU…. Frogs?
Well, we gathered them up last night and froze them so that we could make sure they died with dignity.” He replied. WHAT! I shouted angrily. You selfish bastard. You absorbed all of those frogs’ powers on your own! I ota chop your head off and rule the world.”
This was the first time I got kicked out of school but it wouldn’t be the last because soon after discovering that frogs didn’t have powers you can absorb by killing them I discovered the wonderful sport of snowboarding. And it was Snowboarding that got me in the most trouble. But even if I could go back I wouldn’t change a single day because I was lucky enough to start riding when snowboarders were still considered ass holes.

It was my father that first told me snowboarders were ass holes and to never become one. We were sitting on a chairlift in Australia when I was 6 years old watching a nut-job boarder rip some pow on a closed run directly under the chair where we sat. I remember thinking it seemed pretty cool but also feeling the influence of my “always right” father. The shredder I watched that day had crazy pants and color in his hair. He must have been an ass hole for sure.


Before moving to Australia my father was the manager of Sunshine village in Banff Alberta Canada (one of the resorts I ride nowadays on a regular basis). His tenure was in the days when snowboarding was just getting started in Canada and sunshine saw some of the first shredders Canada had ever seen. Ken and Dave Okenbock, Don Schortz, and ***** were among a few that started this crazy shit and it was all right here in my own back yard.
My father told me stories of always having to kick them off the hill because the rules said, “no snowboarders allowed”. He told me he never really knew why they weren’t allowed on the hill and that it was probably some ass hole European ski honcho that makes stupid rules like that. but he would let them ride as long as they stayed off the main runs and didn’t bother anyone. It was like they were animals wondering into town and as long as they stayed out of the garbage and the real peoples way it was ok to have them exist.

When I was a kid say 6 years old I strolled into a skateboard/snowboard store called “the snowboard shop” on Kensington rd in Calgary Alberta. It was one of if not the very first real snowboard store in Canada and mind blowing for a kid my age.
As it turns out this was the store that those riders at sunshine owned and some how through talking to me they recognized me through my father who had been kicking there ass hole snowboard asses of the hill for years. But for some reason they treated me good and gave me free stickers. One of the stickers said “No Rats Allowed”. What a cool fucking sticker hey? Any way, this was the beginning of snowboarding for me.

The other kinda interview:


Maybe I’m like everyone ells in this but I find my self totally and completely addicted to sex. Every kind of sex. Hard, fast, slow, romantic, weird, gross, awesome, fucked up sex. For a wile my travels revolved around snowboarding where ever the best porno was. I was just a kid so sex didn’t fall on my doorstep very often.
I found Europe had the best porno. I wasn’t really a masturbation freak at all. I mean every now and then I would smash but I always felt guilty so I just looked at sweet porno and had awesome dreams. Never wet dreams for some reason. Had one my whole life and what I would give to get back to that special night.


I enjoy making films. The quality of my film production is always very low because of where I live and I can’t really afford a good camera or help. I used to find my self making all of my short films on my own or with one friend helping me set things up for a couple of hours and then fucking off because he got board. I can’t really blame them though because my films never really go anywhere. I call them films that will never see the light of day. I show one or two of them at our sandbox premiere in Banff every year. Its funny to watch people respond to them when they showed up ready to watch snowboarding movies. Sometimes they get weirder out I guess.


I started taking my own photos two years ago. I live in a place with almost no industry at all. There are no filmers and maybe 2 photographers that don’t really shoot often. So I found my self working harder to find people to shoot and film than I worked on just riding the mountains. This didn’t really work for me so I began recruiting dreamers to come along and film. I also decided to buy all of my own film equipment so that I would never have a reason to not get the shot. So I invested my money and time into recruiting people and slowly but surely I started filming video parts. My list of filmers was longer than my part but it worked out every year. Now days I work with my own filmer and although he doesn’t have a resume to fall back on he seems to do a pretty good job.


I started editing my parts in 2003 in a film called “the movie video” I didn’t do a very good job and that was what motivated me to really focus on editing. I spent more and more of my off time in the summer editing short films and learning how to add little things and be more creative with an edit. I learned that no one will ever care as much about your part as you so DO IT YOUR FUCKING SELF.


I used to be really into freestyle and it was very important to me to keep up to date with all the new tricks. I remember when I saw Devun Walsh do a 90-role a.k.a. b/s rodeo flip, I had to learn it tomorrow. I hit the park hard that day and on my 3rd try I smashed my head and gave my self the 4th concussion in my life. But I just about got it and knew that when I get concussions I always loose my sight and start puking soon after so I raced back up (not even knowing what day it was) and hit the same jump one more time and stuck the shit out of it. I knew if I left it I would have to start from scratch so I pushed through and nailed it. Now that trick is my “old faithful” that ill do first hit when ginny-piging a jump. I love that trick but have defiantly lost the passion to be a crazy innovative freestyler now. I find I’m way more into discovering new ways of riding crazy lines in the backcountry. I love scaring the shit out of my self and trying things that I know I could really fuck my self up on. That is where my game is now and I find it to be more interesting and challenging. You only get one chance at a line like that because after the first try its sluffed or fucked so you have to focus so much more. Plus more often than not they are first descents so unlike a jump or rail. You don’t know if it’s doable.


I’m making my own film this season. It’s not so much about me but more about the things I ride and the people I ride with. I want to entertain people with something more than just snowboard porno. We have all seen first hand how repetitive porno can be so I would like to create something that unlike porno you can watch even after your done in the bathroom. Its really hard though and not because I don’t think I can do it but because its really hard to get support for new ideas. The snowboard industry is in love with hit spin jump and every 10-21 year old doing a 1080. The industry is very concerned with following the rest of the industry. The funny thing about that is the rest of the industry is trying to follow the industry. Sometimes a company will break free of that mold and do something really cool but as fast as that happens the rest of the industry copies it and it’s no longer cool. I hope my film sees the light of day because I know open-minded people will really enjoy it. I’m going to make several more teasers for it but I don’t think ill use any snowboarding in them, because it will not just be a snowboarding film. It will be a multi-layered, personality film with snowboarding.


Industry ho Adam Munroe. (NBD#6)

Posted in Bros not Pros, East Coast, Shred, Shred Pirates, Snowboard, Vermont on March 21, 2008 by vtdeathrider

Questions by BenfeE, Photos by a lot of people.

Colonel Munroe made his way across the plains many hundred years ago during the time of muskets and “Natives” (What the hell is a “Native.” We’re all Russians). Colonel Munroe laid waste to many in his path until he faced the French from the Northeast. Whence upon he took into his room a fair maiden before his final day of judgment. This maiden would go onto bear quadruplets with the hair of Munroe. This hair would stay in the Northeast, and eventually find its way into a factory and under a beanie. The latest of the Munroe descendants resides in a state supported by New Hampshire. This Munroe is Adam. Not A Dam, but goddamn, Adam. May mercy be had on the native booters.

Adam, what’s it like being the descendant of a red-coat?
I have Scottish, Welch, and Danish blood in me… no Beetle blood.

Are you a communist, or imperialist?
Agatha’s uncle in Warsaw is a commie. He lives it up.
I’d get a second name so I could get double paid commie-style.


Should jumps be built or found?
You should definitely find jumps that are built. It’s way easier.
Or you could ollie like a snakeboarder with foot straps.

What’s so great about 2008?
-Global Oven effect hasn’t hit too bad yet.
-Size 32 jeans still sag on my aging skeleton.
-Advancement in male growth ointments.
-Riding 2009… I mean 2010 sports equipment. Yep.


Would you rather take hair, or break some air?
I eat hair big time. Grow big hair or go home is the saying.

If you had to pick one Austro-Hungarian composer to be the backdrop to your life, who would it be?
Tie between Franz Liszt and Frankfurter Lipshitz.


Sean Paul, Shaggy, or Scrambled Eggs with Bacon…Kevin that is…?
I’d eat raw eggs on Kevbo’s abs circa ‘Footloose’. He saved that town from so much pain. Jean Paul is king of the Caribbean.

What is your week like?
Wake up, think about showering, drive to Spurbury, work, eat a Banquet frozen entree, try to steal time to hit GrnMtnCoffee sledding hill, work, drive to Eesa, piggyback Agatha to the car, drive home together, mutual footrubs, chat about Canadian politics, eat Mexican, bathroom Mexican, watch, read the SPEED channel, spoon, read a mag, sleep, wake up, be nocturnal, spy on the neighbors in Agatha’s robe with some lip gloss on. Lil’ Mama spits mad yo. (X 5)

Snowboard, eat a lot, drive around a lot, snowboard, hang with Lucas and Jonny. (X 2)

Which of your coworkers has gotten laid fewer times than anybody you know?
Prob the one that’s been married the longest. Sully is prob stoked for his birthday and anniversary more than say… JP. I think JP has a harem at the factory. Foot rubs are code for FJs oversea and undersea.


How bad is the Canadian snowboard team going to suck in 2010?
Jesse Fulton, Kevin Young, James ‘Jimbo’ Foster, and Sean Genovese will take gold through brown in the Super GS. Ross Rebligati will be DQ-ed for taking too many Advil.

How sweet is the red white and blue? No, not France….
My truck is Japanese, my board is Austrian, and my fries are French, but my home is MERICA.

Okay, that should be that for now.
Thank you Bendini.

5 Minutes with Shred Gypsy Gerald “Eagle Eyes” Thompson (NBD#5)

Posted in Bros not Pros, Shred, Shred Pirates, Snowboard on March 14, 2008 by vtdeathrider


Eagle Eyes,

1. A lot of hard core shred heads have 9 to 5 cubical gigs, yet try to fit in snowboarding wherever they can – before work, after work, during lunch break, calling in sick to ride, etc. Having the freedom to ride when you want – as long as you have gas money or the will to thumb for a ride up the Timberline access road – is almost a weird luxury, even though money might be tight at times. If a cool place to work offered you a solid 9 to 5 Monday through Friday, say in downtown Portland, would you give up your freedom to shred for the almighty dollar?

i’d have to give that a big ol’ no, beginning of the season i worked downtown, barely rode and lived in north portland, lets just say I’m not in oregon anymore.

2. Back in ’04 you rode with a bunch of Govy locals that ruled the slopes – Gumby, Muff-dog, Space, and some other dudes with tall beanies and Holden kits. It was always super fun to ride with you dudes ’cause ripped and basically destroyed every cliff/ log/ jump you came across. Do you still ride with that posse or have you moved on? And what’s up with those drifters, if you even know?

ahh…. those were the days and damn i forgot all about gumby. muff has been sharpening his mother board skills and starting a messaging business. Space has got it made he’s the houseman at the thunderhead lodge free room and board right next to the bowl and a guinea pig! everyone still gets up there by anymeans whether it be riding the transit system and hitching or getting a ride with a pack of cackling half drunk broads. oh ya Muff Gumby and myself still get some SHTFCK going sometimes…..SHTFCKSCKS


3. Is there any way that spinning over a 540 can look cool? I can’t think of any, but it’s your question to answer.

I like the truckdrivers and muffs “1080” is something else

4. I’m going to end this interview with the following questions:

6 packs of Rainier or Olympia and why?

rainier for sure, I just got stuck in olympia after a tweakn’ like matty show had to sleep in the back of a strangers truck after thumbing all day. TLM killed but olympia killed me, plus rainier cans got little guys shredding on em’

Mt. Baker or Mt. Hood and why?

I’d have to say Mt. Baker just because i’ve spent alot of time at Hood and none at Baker, but Hood will always be home for way to many reasons to start with

Montage or Dots at 2am and why?

this ones tuff, because i dont go to either it would more likely to say plaid pantry for a beer run (no chase policy) before paying six bucks for mac and cheese wrapped in foil and shaped like a rat in the kitchen.

Jamie Lynn or Peter Line and why?

Mr. Lynn is the winner in this one. I dig his art, methods, music and down to earth attitude very nice, modest and creative guy.

Seattle or Portland and why?
well I heard that seattle has the highest suicide rate, so that doesn’t sound so good. Portland on the other hand has the highest homelessness rate and who doesn’t get a kick out of hobos, i laugh at myself all the time


Thanks for your time Gerald. Keep slayin’ the white heat and riding better than the pros. If you make it out to Snowboarder’s World Quarters in the backwoods of Vermont this March (you probably won’t) we’ll bust out some laybacks.


Posted in Bros not Pros, East Coast, Shred, Shred Pirates, Snowboard, Vermont on March 13, 2008 by vtdeathrider


The legendary stories from this event are infamous: The Gauntlet, the Led Zeppelin effect on hotels, Fulton stealing the snowmobile after announcing it to ski patrol, Fulton in the one-eyed-cock suit, Ben Fee in the one-eyed-cock suit, the Blue Lodge riot, Schiff getting 65 people kicked out of the hotel at 5 pm, the rock-star riders who have been tapped out early, local kids who have claimed top honors…

The World Quarterpipe Championships.

After a three-year hiatus, and the associated mourning among certain shreds in the snowboard community, the World Quarters are back. And the day for this event’s re-birth couldn’t be more fitting: Easter Sunday, the celebration of being born again, is the day the festivities get started. Praise the Lord, the World Quarters, and what they represent to the Snowboarding Religion, are born again.

As always, the World Quarters define what it means to be an “open” event. It’s simple, really: anyone and everyone who shows up can ride, period. Whether you are a top pro who just won a halfpipe contest the day before or you are a local shred from a shop down in Massachusetts, just drop in if you want to. No bibs, no qualifying, no team managers to get you on the list, no entry fee—none of that bullshit. Just get yourself there, brave the Gauntlet, and ride until you claim first place or get the shoulder tap.

The World Quarters are going down at Timber Ridge, the Waker family’s private resort on the backside of Magic Mountain in Londonderry, Vermont. According to Snowboarder Magazine’s Pat Bridges, Tim Waker is shaping what will be the best quarterpipe that the event has ever seen. And this year, in addition from the main-stage contest on the quarterpipe, there will be a couple “side stages” off to the sides to throw down your creative mini-shred.

The event will go down on Sunday and Monday, March 23rd and 24th. Instead of pretending to be Sir Lancelot at the Renaissance Fair down the road at Stratton on Sunday, March 23rd, riders can head over to Timber Ridge on the backside of Magic Mountain and shred and party in the warm-up sessions. Then on Monday, March 24th, the Finals will go down with mayhem on the Quarterpipe, fire jumping, Gauntlet, and after-party.

Where: Timber Ridge private resort on the backside of Magic Mountain
When: March 23rd and 24th (Sunday and Monday)

The World Quarterpipe Championships are made possible by Pat Bridges, Mark Sullivan, the Rome SDS, Red Bull, Timber Ridge’s Waker family, and all the riders who show up for the revelry in riding.

For more information on the 2008 World Quarters, contact:
Ron Faverty 802.244.1758

VTDR hands Matty Ryan the soap box for NBD#4!

Posted in Bros not Pros, East Coast, Shred, Shred Pirates, Snowboard on March 8, 2008 by vtdeathrider

Snowboarding has been slouching towards totalitarianism for a few years now. Gnar-dog Matty Ryan – a live-free or die type of dude — exercises his first Amendment right say what he wants about snowboarding, steakfaces that snowboard, and multitude of fashion styles – some good, a lot not so good. VTDR moved out of the way for former East Coast shred head, Mr. Matty Ryan, to drop in on another No Big Deal interview bonanza. Scope the lines, man.

1. Contests more and more are becoming a part of snowboarding, and a jock mentality is sort of taking over. Aside from Eastern Boarder’s “Last Call” or Baker’s Banked Slalom I can’t think of any good contests these days. Do you think contests should even exist in snowboarding, and if so, to what extent?

MR: i think contests are immportant and they can be cool to watch but i think to many kids are making nba dollars based on there stupid rollerblade tricks when the real raw snowboarding is going on underneath the darkmens noses.there are some really good kids out there that dont make dick in snowboarding but just dont like to be judged by some ex twat snowboarder.

2. I don’t want to start a rumor here – but I think I heard some dude say that back in the day you were asked by Peter Line if you wanted to be a part of the original Forum 8 after he saw you kill it… and you turned down the offer ’cause at the time you were getting a way better deal riding for Airwalk (the Roman Demarchi days). If I’m not completely making shit up would you have made different pro-shred career decision – in hindsight?

MR: peter did ask me to be apart of forum back in the day one summer when i was hangin wit him a lot at hood and at first i did say no but ended up riding for that shady company was good whille it lasted but when i had to race to the bank to deposit my check so it would go through and after they fired bozung i quite took forum to court and got my i wouldnt make another desicion it worked out for a bit and was fun riding wit all those guys.

3. There are some seriously wack snowboard styles out there – helmets mixed with danglers or tight pants (not worn deliberately) with huge sports jackets… you get the point. Does style matter (not in the physical sense of tricks), and if you believe it does, to what extent over function?

MR: yea i like my share of gear for sure but i just hate all the zany airblaster style wonder why we dont get any respect from skaters.that shit just looks stupid as fuck.

4. You’re a crazy good skateboarder too – how come so many snowboarders skateboard, but no skateboarders (primarily) snowboard? It’s not like in any Eric Ellington video parts there’s a clip or two of him doing a method out of a half pipe or dropping some pillow lines in BC!

MR: i think really its just there choice they can skate year round on consitant stuff.we can t and hood blows so we are forced to skate in the summer so i think its just as easy as that.

5. If you had to nail one trick on a perfect Utah backcountry jump what would it be?

MR: backside 180

6. Lastly,

A. 540s or 40s? 40oz,duh.
B. TB3 or Repo Man? TB2,terje.
C. Emerica or America? emerica makes good skate shoes
D. Lord of the Flys or On the Road? on the road. been a gypsy my whole life dont think i would want to deal with stabbing wild bores in my underwear.

Casey Neefus! N.B.D. #3! (Seriously, how is everyone in the world not reading this)

Posted in Bros not Pros, Shred, Shred Pirates, Snowboard on February 11, 2008 by vtdeathrider

There’s a lot of folks out there that hang the word “sport” on snowboarding. Call it what you want, because shred-lifer Senor Casey Neefus not only doesn’t care, but he’ll steal your lines while you’re debating the true meaning of snowboarding over fair-trade organic coffee at some reggae-themed café in downtown Burlington (oh, wait — that’s how I spend my Saturday afternoons!). With no more blabber, I introduce Casey Neefus to VTDR’s “No Big Deal” interview bonanza.

What do you say to dudes in Portland that say stuff like, “snowboarding’s lame” and “it’ll never be as cool as skateboarding or surfing”?

I try not to judge them on judging snowboarders or snowboarding in general, because snowboarding is not skating or surfing its snow boarding a completly different thing. Yes it did develop from skating and surfing but its different. So I tell them it dosen’t matter what your friend’s think is cool the only thing that matters is what you have the most fun doing, and for me its snowboarding.

Should snowboarding have an element of danger to it? Not like pissing yourself over a gnarly backcountry jump or something. I’m talking about a dangerous lifestyle, like a Hell’s Angels or Outlaws aspect to it that makes it something more than just living in the mountains or riding down a ski trail?

One of the best things about snowboarding is the freedom to be who you are, and how different snowboards choose to express it. If it’s through their riding or through the way the dress or there life style off the mountain, maybe they are an artist or a biker, or a fisherman or they like to travel alot in the off season or maybe they just like to party. But there is bad ass element in most snowboarder’s in I know.

You’ve been shredding since Peter Line was on Division 23, it’s no doubt been a long epic journey. Any regrets, highlights, or down and out periods you’d like to share with our viewership of 4 snowboarders?

It’s to hard to just choose a few things, because there has been so many magical times. But I will give a little advice. Set some goals for your self and try to make them happen, but dont stress on them just have fun with it, because isn’t that why we all started to snowboard anyways — because it’s fun?

As far as the snowboarding industry goes, is Mt. Baker the new Mammoth? It seems like it is, but on second thought, no pro-shreds really live there, except you! Is Mt. Baker Heaven on Earth or what?

I don’t think it will ever be the next Mammoth and I hope that it won’t be. Yes, Mt. Baker is heaven on Earth for me. But it’s not like that for every one, it’s pretty much always snowing. I think that I have only ridden two sunny days all year, but like 60 powder days. It’s always flat light and you are always cold and wet. But you get to ride some but the best lift accessible terrain ever. As far as the seen goes there isn’t really one — which I like. But there are a few pro shreder’s who do live up here. But it seem’s like the people who do live around here are
trying to keep it pure. Plus I think when most people come to visit they get intimadated because all the no-name/ soul shred locals will blow your mind and show you up with out even trying.

A lot of shred heads know your brother is an artist — a sick one — who has designed boards for Rome and gloves for Grenade. But what they don’t know about Seth is that he can knuckledrag with the best of them. Do you bros still shred together and does he show you up from time to time?

Yeah we still shred together every once in awhile, or when I can convince him to come visit me. And yes he will still show me up to. it blows my mind because he only ride’s a few times a year and he is still just as gnar-dog as before. Besides the fact that he can still show me up, he inspires me alot on the way he looks at the moutain and the way he ride’s it too. Seth is still my favorite person to ride with.

Thanks for sessioning with VTDeathrider, Casey. Keep us posted on your adventures in Mt. Baker. And raise a can of Olympia to many more days of epic pow dumps and Seattle chicks that put out!

The Sean Genovese interview (Installment 2 of the N.B.D. interview series)

Posted in Bros not Pros, Shred, Shred Pirates on January 22, 2008 by vtdeathrider


Interview by Adam Munroe (Above).

Sean Genogeese is a famous Canadian goose. He migrates north for the winters because he has goose down coverings on his private areas. Some say he is proof geese know global warming is happening, but I think he hit his head riding gates in Salt Lake 2000. Here’s some questions he answered while in a bathing suit in my shower snaking the drain with me. We found a lot of hair.

1) Shawn, Shaun, Sean, or Shaaaaaaaaan? Please rank them.

7, 11, 666, 69, 16… SHON WOULD BE 1

2) Tell me Sheauwn… Why don’t you have a beard?

because “beards” are a front for gay men.

3) Tranny dinosaurs… I am not amused. Do trannysaurs just float yer boat?

its not a tranny dinosaur, it Birnie. pro choice. Birnie has a beard.

4) NOFX wrote a song after being influenced by your company. Will you sue them?

i actually have been sewing lately, but mostly just pants and stuff… but i want to get into maybe stuffed animals for animals…

5) Are you part of the 84%? I think you are Sheauwn.

of people who didnt throw up watching … your right.

6) Who is your favorite skier of all time?

lkaalkaklsdbasbnaslk… probably a chick… … probably a mogul skiing chick. i like to be the one sitting on the right, cuz most of them have strong right hands.

7) DWD ( is neat because…

… you didnt finish your statement.

8) I was night riding last night with MishMan and baby-Tyler at Bolton Valley. This miniature man named baby-Zach wouldn’t share his candy. Agatha wanted to spank him she was so mad. Baby-Tyler, MishMan2000, and myself have great manners. (very polite)Do you open doors for ladies and elders?

elders have money and slow reflexes. so you should hold the door for them while they’re walking out of the bank with their piles of cash.

9) Dark Crystal?

return to oz.

10) You’re a crazy kid! You must be dynamite in bed.

i dont have a beard.

11) Thanks for your insight on global warming-schwarming! Whatevs. Polar bears can swim. Littering isn’t that bad either. I luv you Sean.