Two days into a high pressure and with stable conditions I am now in that world of butterflies and insomnia. When food and sleep become limited I know things are getting heavy. Yesterday night I hit a line with one of the gnarliest roll overs I have ever done. Sitting at the top of the line for over an hour my mind jumped back and forth from, “your on glue” to, ” its a 15 ft air into a clean ramp. ” The “15 ft air to a clean ramp” side of the brain won out.jeremyjones.netI must have looked at this photo a hundred times on top. The line looks pretty simple from here but that little 5 foot air was more like 15 feet and that changed everything.jeremyjones.netThis photo makes me sick to my stomach. I looked down this thing for an hour getting my mind around the fact that I needed to follow these wind ridges to the left. The more left I went the smaller the air. My plan was to take it as far left as possible without bringing the exposure into play.jeremyjones.netLook closely and you can see my track. I landed on the sun shadow line. it was exactly where I wanted to land but the spine was harder and sharper then I thought and it bounced me into the air. I picked up more speed then I wanted to and the crack on the spine was right where I wanted to shave some speed. I had to up weight and redirect my line toward the gut and shave some speed.jeremyjones.net “With out risk there is no adventure. ” Bill Griggs