Garage Rocks

Spent a quiet day milling around the house and town. Went down to the back of the cinema and watched Pete Jib a telegraph pole, I need to pluck up the courage to hit it myself. I planned not to go out since I was quite tired but after a call from Cam I found myself walking up to the Garage. There was a live band and it was rammed. Met up with Cam and Jools and a handful of others. 3 Pint of mutzig and a weird spirit of JD & coke & Kalua. Twas bloody horrible. Cam was the person that originally broke me when it comes to spirits. The first sip made me pull an Esther Ranson face, the second I thought was ok, the third and I nearly threw up in my mouth. So I stuck to good ole Mutzig to wash away the taste. Quite hammered I staggered home and chatted to a random girl all the way home. For some reason she liked my drunken banter and actually walked past her chalet whilst talking to me. Was meant to boarding with Cam early the next day. I woke and felt like cack. I managed to hit the hill about lunchtime. Rubbish really. I am meant to be going to the Garage again tonight. Tuesdays are usually pretty good. So fingers crossed.

Avoriaz was mixed again, Tried to land backside 180's over the offpiste kickers. I failed pretty much. It was literally well bum. We moved onto the park and I plucked up the courage to hit the box rail again after slamming on my elbow on the first day. After a couple of shitty 50-50's I slide out a small boardslide. I have finally got it and pulled 3 more nice boardslides (jumping 90 degrees onto the box and sliding it out). Pretty chuffed I headed down the Prodains with about 30 kids in a bloody ski train. Could I get round the little gits. Could I fuck. It was icy and quite knackering, but felt pretty good. Its bad taste night tonight at the Cavern. After mine and Petes near ban I thought it would be amusing going as a huge spliff. I think i'll pass and go straight to Le Garage.....