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Gentlemen ......
A while ago , here , on this page , I said that there was - somewhere - a pair of Toni Sailer 210 cm for me ....
I finally found it ...
In fact , I found two pairs !
But one is stuck in N.H. and I can't access it for now because of the Covid .
I did not want to talk about it until they were in my hands .
Today , I received the second pair , straight from Calgary .
They have been skied , obviously , but they are kind of brand new considering the pictures I posted .
So good , in fact , that the Salomon are compatible with my boots and I expect to make a few turns at the bottom of a slope next winter .
Any slope ... there is a rumor that the ski hills will not be permitted to open next winter in our province ... to be seen ...
The story , now :
I was a boarder in a catholic school ... my parents were hoping to make a priest out of me ... lucky my libido kicked in early ... my faith is absolute zero.
But the school was the best in the province and it was a rich aunt who was paying the tuition and board . We were - my family - poor as Job .
At the time , I was working in the school cafeteria , making 25 cents a meal to wask the dishes . I was working a lot ... believe me ...
At noon , I was walking out to visit the local bookstore and read the back of books I could not afford .
One day , looking at the mags ,SKIING got my attention because of the girl on the cover . I bought the mag and went back to school ...
Later that day , after the mandatory study time , I was looking at the pictures ..
The son of the then provincial prime minister and his friends came behind me and looked at what I was reading ...
They started laughing at me right away !
- '' Banville ... you are fat and your parents are dirt poor ... stop dreaming ! You will never ski on a slope ... you would be too big to make a turn and too afraid of the speed people go... go back to reading mysteries ... ''
More laughing and they were gone !!!!!!!!!
I was so angry ... so angry I could kill ... my parents were poor and my father was drinking but my mother was exceptional and I had a first-class mind.
That Friday I took the ferry - the school was on the opposite side of the St Laurent - then the bus and stopped at the Nap Coté sports store . I went in and checked the skis on sale ... there was that white pair , alone , at $25 ... the cheapest of the bunch . The guy told me that the Toni Sailer would be perfect for me at 210 cm and even if they were - then - older skis , they could last me a long time . And he gave me a pair of Salomon 404 to sweeten the deal ....
I was surprised because , when I was playing with the skis , they emitted a sound like the ''rain sticks'' you buy South of the border .
The foam had somewhat crumbled ....
I walked all the way to my home , a long way , with my new skis on my shoulder .
Now I would show them , these rich *&?%&*&
My father was not happy , to say the least !
Later that summer , I bought a pair of blue Kastinger boots .
In December , I started skiing at the Mt Hibou .
The bunny slope was terrifying and the skis would not turn...
I was in ''downhill to Hell'' mode all the time !
No lessons ... no money ...
Until , one day , it just clicked !
I was turning easily and even going faster after a turn .
The next season , I was accepted in the ski patrol , proof that I had improved at quantum speed .
The Toni Sailer broke that winter : the tip kind of separated from the rest of the ski and I had to throw them away ...
I was very sad : it was the first thing I had bought with my own money for my own pleasure .
I next got some Blizzard Firebird Racer but it was not the same as the Toni Sailer ... by that time I had more money ...
The rich kids ?
The Blizzard year , we had an outing to Stoneham , a bigger hill . No one from school had ever seen me ski ... That day , I was on fire ... I was going lighting fast forward and backward , jumping , cruising ... with my ski patrol jacket ...
I even went in the chair with some cuties from another school ...
Skiing was to be my way out of the inpecunious , indigent , life !
Yesterday , I retired at 65 ... I had been working since I was 12 .
I will need to work again because I want to travel , to ski , to surf ...
But I worked all over the place , I travelled all over , I skied , I climbed , I surfed ...
All this started with a pair of damaged Toni Sailer .
The most difficult canadian pair of skis to find now .
Yesterday I retired and today I receive the Toni Sailer's .
Is it Karma ? Strange Attractors as in quantum theory ?
Anyway , I am pretty happy !
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Gentlemen ......
A while ago , here , on this page , I said that there was - somewhere - a pair of Toni Sailer 210 cm for me ....
I finally found it ...
In fact , I found two pairs !
But one is stuck in N.H. and I can't access it for now because of the Covid .
I did not want to talk about it until they were in my hands .
Today , I received the second pair , straight from Calgary .
They have been skied , obviously , but they are kind of brand new considering the pictures I posted .
So good , in fact , that the Salomon are compatible with my boots and I expect to make a few turns at the bottom of a slope next winter .
Any slope ... there is a rumor that the ski hills will not be permitted to open next winter in our province ... to be seen ...
The story , now :
I was a boarder in a catholic school ... my parents were hoping to make a priest out of me ... lucky my libido kicked in early ... my faith is absolute zero.
But the school was the best in the province and it was a rich aunt who was paying the tuition and board . We were - my family - poor as Job .
At the time , I was working in the school cafeteria , making 25 cents a meal to wask the dishes . I was working a lot ... believe me ...
At noon , I was walking out to visit the local bookstore and read the back of books I could not afford .
One day , looking at the mags ,SKIING got my attention because of the girl on the cover . I bought the mag and went back to school ...
Later that day , after the mandatory study time , I was looking at the pictures ..
The son of the then provincial prime minister and his friends came behind me and looked at what I was reading ...
They started laughing at me right away !
- '' Banville ... you are fat and your parents are dirt poor ... stop dreaming ! You will never ski on a slope ... you would be too big to make a turn and too afraid of the speed people go... go back to reading mysteries ... ''
More laughing and they were gone !!!!!!!!!
I was so angry ... so angry I could kill ... my parents were poor and my father was drinking but my mother was exceptional and I had a first-class mind.
That Friday I took the ferry - the school was on the opposite side of the St Laurent - then the bus and stopped at the Nap Coté sports store . I went in and checked the skis on sale ... there was that white pair , alone , at $25 ... the cheapest of the bunch . The guy told me that the Toni Sailer would be perfect for me at 210 cm and even if they were - then - older skis , they could last me a long time . And he gave me a pair of Salomon 404 to sweeten the deal ....
I was surprised because , when I was playing with the skis , they emitted a sound like the ''rain sticks'' you buy South of the border .
The foam had somewhat crumbled ....
I walked all the way to my home , a long way , with my new skis on my shoulder .
Now I would show them , these rich *&?%&*&
My father was not happy , to say the least !
Later that summer , I bought a pair of blue Kastinger boots .
In December , I started skiing at the Mt Hibou .
The bunny slope was terrifying and the skis would not turn...
I was in ''downhill to Hell'' mode all the time !
No lessons ... no money ...
Until , one day , it just clicked !
I was turning easily and even going faster after a turn .
The next season , I was accepted in the ski patrol , proof that I had improved at quantum speed .
The Toni Sailer broke that winter : the tip kind of separated from the rest of the ski and I had to throw them away ...
I was very sad : it was the first thing I had bought with my own money for my own pleasure .
I next got some Blizzard Firebird Racer but it was not the same as the Toni Sailer ... by that time I had more money ...
The rich kids ?
The Blizzard year , we had an outing to Stoneham , a bigger hill . No one from school had ever seen me ski ... That day , I was on fire ... I was going lighting fast forward and backward , jumping , cruising ... with my ski patrol jacket ...
I even went in the chair with some cuties from another school ...
Skiing was to be my way out of the inpecunious , indigent , life !
Yesterday , I retired at 65 ... I had been working since I was 12 .
I will need to work again because I want to travel , to ski , to surf ...
But I worked all over the place , I travelled all over , I skied , I climbed , I surfed ...
All this started with a pair of damaged Toni Sailer .
The most difficult canadian pair of skis to find now .
Yesterday I retired and today I receive the Toni Sailer's .
Is it Karma ? Strange Attractors as in quantum theory ?
Anyway , I am pretty happy !