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I might be someone who is fundamentally drawn to handling blades(→ski column).
And perhaps because of that, when it comes to skiing, I want to treat the
edgeーhow it meets the snow and how I handle itーvery much like a knife.
When braking on hard snow, in other words when skidding, I soften the contact, easing the edge in gently, like smoothing frosting with a palette knife.
That kind of touch is sometimes necessary.
Still, when I think of the edge as a blade, it doesn’t quite feel satisfying.
It’s like sliding a knife sideways across a cutting board.
A blade really wants to be used vertically.
Drawn smoothly toward you.
Don’t you ever feel that impulse too?
So in the afternoon, I headed out onto the groomed runs with a guest.
The slope was an intermediate one-fairly gentle, green-level by international
standards.
Here, I don’t need to worry much about braking, which means I can enjoy the edge in a truly blade-like way: moving it from back to front, as if cutting.
Heel-free, of course.
If I had to put it into onomatopoeia, it would be something like tsuru-tsuru, tsuru-tsuruーsmooth and glassy.
If the Y-axis is up and down, then the X-axis is fore and aft.
So it’s all about sliding smoothly from back to front, again and again.
It’s fun, isn’t it?
I’m not sure whether to call it carving or not, but when it works, you end up drawing two continuous lines in the snow.
Turns are emotional (→ski column).
Intermediate slopes are the best.
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