Man, the Steve Stepp story is a sad one. Despite coming up the same time, in the same circle, and with comparable talent as Tom Wallisch, Wallisch rocketed to lunar orbit infamy and national TV ads with The North Face while poor Steve was left in the dust with an Amplid sponsorship and no one paying his rent. In terms of the internet exposure to sponsorship dollars ratio, he might even be getting the shaft as hard as the Traveling Circus team. In fact, now that I think of it, he came up with the name for one of their skis. It’s gotten so bad that Stepp has been diagnosed with amateuritis, an affliction so terrible and confidence-numbing the victim will eventually succumb to asking First Drop for a sponsorship. Look at his hair! He doesn’t even know whether to wear it like a girl or a boy under that hat.
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Earlier this winter we posted the spring edit from this spastic Red Bull-pounding Czech teen named Daniel Hanka that I really enjoyed despite the fact that he was skiing on pretty short skis. At any rate, he seems to have sized up for this winter, and brought his rubber shifty-friendly knees along for the ride.
Okay adoring fans. It’s time to become citizens and do your part to get Team BroBomb: Jon Hartman, Ryan Hackbarth, Owen McKee, and Jordan Spohr, to be the 9th team that will compete at this year’s Orage Masters in Sun Valley in April. We’ll be going up against park jocks, Stept bros, people who talk about how much fun it is to ski with friends, and those nerd losers from the Traveling Circus childrens’ show. All you got to do is click here and share with get everyone you know in the known universe to get us to beat the other amateur losers who want to go in our place. DO IT NOW. VOTE. SUPPORT. HAIL SATAN OR THE COW DIES.
Armand Oberoi has been begging up to post his crappy videos from Mt. Bachelor all winter long. This is the first one I can tolerate posting. But just for the record, ramped slow mos for 540 tails really makes it look like you have a shitty bag of tricks. Good thing that babe showed up to interview you for the ghetto local TV station to boost your confidence and the other guy showed up near the end to gullet-mouth some stoke for your crappy 180 grab. I gotta say though, I’ve never seen a frontflip like the one at 1:13. And he’s gotten much better at doing that thing where you land and swing your arms out like you had so much momentum you couldn’t stop them, and then hold them there for an unrealistic amount of time. Classic.
Sick hipster haircut aside, Eugene Mackie really knows how to do a trick or two. He also really knows how to take one to the head on kinked rails and land his tricks on the knuckle.
For some reason, Twig Spensley wanted to put his edit up against Eugene’s even though it is obviously worse. However, I suppose it’s cute to have two Euros from the same park have their edits battle each other all the way across the world on the American internet.
A few fun facts about this edit:
-A Bell 204 “Huey” helicopter, like the ones CMH use, burns around 120 gallons of fuel an hour on average. That’s roughly a metric ton of CO2 emissions per hour.
-Helicopters are more efficient when cruising but much less so during slow flight, hovering, or take-off, i.e. heli skiing. So the previous number should probably be bumped up a bit for our purposes.
-An average helicopter carrying four to six people will burn somewhere on the order of 15 gallons of fuel just to start up.
-Due to our enjoyment of skiing, understanding of the threats of climate change to said enjoyed skiing, and impact of helicopters on climate change, BroBomb’s official stance is anti-helicopter.*
-Dylan Siggers is the luckiest teenager in Canada, though his grandkids might not feel that way when/if there’s 1/2-1/3 as many powder-stuffed pillows in 2070.
*”BroBomb’s official stance” in this case = Dunfee’s personal stance
Shayne Metos returns from the dead with a transcendental edit featuring powder AND rails AND jumps AND touring. WOW!!!!?! Featuring pretty much everyone in the state of Utah who’s ever been on BroBomb: Carston Oliver, Hayden Price, Forster Meeks, Ian Wade, Eliel Hindert, Eric Balken, Chase Mohrman, and Powell Eastman
Tremblant doing her best to impress.
by BroBomb reader Sam Turner.
I knew in coming to the East Coast that I was going to be faced with some cultural differences. I’m a westerner, born and bred in Vancouver, BC – salt-stained by that Pacific Ocean, and raised in the shadow of the Coast Mountains. I throw around terms like hella or fade without fear of reproach, I watch prime-time sporting events in the middle of the afternoon, and when it comes to skiing, I know a thing or two about stoke. I figured there was no way any east-coast plebs could understand the feelings conjured when the all-clear is given by patrol on a powder day, or the glory of breaking through the clouds during an inversion to shred in above-zero sunshine (you Yank’s can sort out the Fahrenheit equivalent on your own). I assumed this sort of appreciation for the finer things that skiing brings us simply couldn’t exist in a place where 2000+ vertical feet is a treasured anomaly.