Father snowboarding goes by the name Celime. I met him two years ago in Turkey. (Read Post) Celime has been riding longer then anyone else in the world. He is a goofy footer. He has a certain sparkle in his eyes and content demeanor that can only be achieved from a life well spent in the mountains. He is a happy and peaceful man who has found his fountain of youth, riding everyday. He does not move like a seventy year old man, he is agile, and graceful. I did a sit down interview with him and although we had a interpreter much was lost in translation. Now I have a precise translation of the interview and his words pack even more meaning then I realized at the time.
“It started 400 years ago. When I say 400 years ago, its according to the statements of our grandfathers. The grandfather tells his grandson who tells his own son. Nothing else was left from our grandfathers, except riding.
I am approximately 70 years old. And now it’s my son Halim who keeps it going.
I have been riding with this board since 1946. And before this it was our ancestors.
I learnt it from my father, it’s him who showed me.
We find wooden boards and nail them together and attach a cord to the front. You rest your foot here and the other foot here, you take the cord, you place the stick at the back And of course you will fall a few times before you master it. If you get the right position, you cannot fall. Once you learn, you’re like a pilot, you fly.
There was no café at the time when our grandfathers lived. It was a game, leisure. They were so closely bound with each other, that if one yelled, all of them gathered to go riding. We had no other toy, and that’s how it remained a tradition, and because with the friends we could stay connected and that’s why the story is repeated generation after generation.
That’s what our fathers taught us. It’s bee passed down from fathers to sons for 400 years. And it will go on like this. Life goes on.
If I am not riding, I get sick and even lose my appetite. I’ll go up and down, up and down
Without it, my body is sick. I haven’t “Lazboarding,” I feel bad. It’s a necessity, I can’t live with out it. But I will continue “Lazboaridng” until my last day. It was the same for our grandfathers.”
-Celime
Photo Ritzer. He is 70 years old and has been riding almost daily for 62 years and it shows. Dropping in on our first run his years of experience shows as he stands tall and proud and effortlessly makes his way down the rolling fields of powder while I try and hang on.
Photo Ritzer. He has been riding almost daily for 62. Dropping in on our first run his years of experience shows as he stands tall and proud and effortlessly makes his way down the rolling fields of powder while I try and hang on.
Las Boarding lives on. Travis Rice gets set to go back in time. Tom Burt opts for the next best thing..the Noboard. We were blown away at how well it worked in AK and it quickly became the tool of choice for the mellower lines.




Smile! Big smile!
Comment by Jan October 28, 2009 @ 9:50 am
When I saw that picture of all your gear spread out in front of the airplane in one of last winter’s “Deeper” posts ( http://jeremyjones.net/files/2009/04/20090401-20090401-p1060018.jpg ) I was trying to figure out why in the hell you guys were bringing a tobaggan along. I guess now I know.
Comment by samh October 28, 2009 @ 10:34 am
still one of my all time favorite shots!!!
Comment by benny October 28, 2009 @ 12:14 pm
Such a rad story, truly the father and founder of our great lifestyle. Thanks.
Comment by Icecoaster October 29, 2009 @ 9:09 am
Hi Jeremy
My name is Alex Barredo and am the founder of a web site dedicated to snowboarding:
http://www.rideyourself.com/
I often read your blog every day, I wonder if I post some of your stories translated into Spanish
on my website, or directly send me your news. Thank you for your attention, greetings.
Comment by alex October 30, 2009 @ 3:39 am
cool giving our father more props should do doc on him
Comment by Gutti October 30, 2009 @ 7:17 pm
I had a board like that when I was 8, only newer!! Wasn`t the “ride of my life”, but I had fun.
Comment by OJ November 7, 2009 @ 7:46 am
Jeremy,
I am a snowboarder from western Turkey. This is a great portrait from my country. The people of the Black Sea region of Turkey especially the northeastern coast are tough guys but with a very kind heart. They are also famous for their proficiency with guns and boat handling in very rough seas. Anybody who visits that region can be sure to get great help from the local people. And here’s another story about snow riding in Turkey by me. When I was a child an old gentleman, a veteran of the national skiing team told me that they had to improvise their own skis when he had been a kid, since it was really hard and expensive to get a decent pair. They were using any kind of wood planks and mounting “nalins” on them as bindings. Nalin is a wooden clog you wear in a hammam. Then one day somebody discovered that curtain rails (wide and aluminum ones) can catch great speed on snow. Today you can still see children in eastern Turkey wearing improvised skis. Skilled and lucky ones hope they can make it to a ski team.
Thanks for being an inspiration for snowboarding.
Comment by Kagan November 12, 2009 @ 3:18 am
just awesome. thanks.
Comment by allgood November 19, 2009 @ 1:16 am
Hi Guys,
Just stumbled upon this site. It looks cool and I think I will be having a good time over here.
Welcome me
Comment by Attensehesk December 26, 2009 @ 6:44 pm
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Jones, I’ve been meaning to write as I have visited the blog several times to get stoked for winter and check out all of your excursions. Email me when you get a chance and hope you and the family are well.
frank
Comment by Frank F. January 5, 2010 @ 8:17 am