March 2007-Pauls boarding poem

Paul wrote it but it was too good so I had to include it "A Boarder's Paradise" Excitement builds as I lay out my gear, In preparation for the day ahead. An early sleep brings dreams of fun to come With boards, boots, beanies, snow and noses red. The mountain top looks great as I arrive. I powder-bury skiers in my path, As through the trees I fly on wings of wood; And pity those who feel the boarders wrath. I hit a jump. I’m spinning through the air. I land the perfect trick; a gnarly five. As I approach the longest rail in sight I grind and slide; I’m feeling so alive. The slopes were great but in my perfect eyes, My backyard’s best, a boarder’s paradise. ~Paul Castleberry