Here's part 2
- I recommend taking a couple minutes to read this riveting blog entry by Icey athlete Julian Carr as he describes his experience jumping over the entire Air Jordan line in Whistler while filming with Sherpas Cinema
for their new movie “Into The Mind”
Don't miss the film tour commencing next week in Canada and touring the globe.
Words by Julian Carr as he describes first hand what it was like to pull this off -
"I was lucky enough to cut the line again, SO MANY PEOPLE! Wow, I was treated to a show on my way up the lift, Matt Elliot nailed a super impressive air and stomped it, same with Hoji and a handful of rippers. Whistler was going off. Peak Chair represent!
I cruised back over to top of Jordan and classic Christian form, he tipped his cap to me, no words were spoken, none were needed. Quite a few people had gathered at this point. Everyone gave me all the space I needed. I skied back down to the take off, had another look down to my landing zone. Holy smokes this was a spicy endeavor. I still couldn’t gauge my yes or no, so I simply decided to start making my take off and while I did this I knew my body would start to make sense of the energy around me and in the feat.
As I sidestepped up and slid down time and time again to form my take off, it literally became a booter off the diving board. The in-run was about 50 feet long with a steep down ramp set back about 30 feet before the actual take-off. On top of the steep down ramp was the deck where everyone was hanging out. I knew I would not only need a well manicured 50 feet of in-run, but another 50 feet I would need to pole push to get me into my steep in-run to have any chance of needed speed. No games here kids. Any miscalculation would have me coming up short, I immediately thought of 90?s deceased cliff jumper, Paul Ruff, RIP. He miscalculated a 140 footer, came up short and passed away due to internal injuries, he ruptured his aorta on impact. I would not have this happen.
By now, Stan Ray pulled up and asked if he could hit Jordan as the double while I hit it as a single. Of course. He got into position. LOTS of people were showing up now, all the other skiers had nailed their lines and now it was my turn, the attention of the Sherpas magic Peak shoot was now on me.
I still didn’t know. Breathe. Breathe. Meditate. Think. Don’t think. Be. Free. Be free. Absorb. Be the in-run. Be the air. Be the landing. Breathe. Breathe.
I made the in-run picture perfect. It was solid. I couldn’t run the risk of having any of the in-run become “soft” as I railed into it. I needed to have it fast and ready for me to pop like a champion off the end of it.
I still didn’t know. Breathe.
I stood at the top of the in-run, all 50 feet of it. Even with a really steep ramp and a massive booter, it wasn’t fast enough yet. I stamped out the snow leading up to the down-ramp. It was a blind roll over situation, so I marked the snow where I need to be aimed as I came over the blind roll over to have me squarely coming down the ramp with maximum speed, point of no return situation on my hands. Instense! Breathe. I still didn’t know. Damn this was rowdy. A very tremendous energy field had formed in the area. It was thick. Breathe.
I backed up all the way to my start point, a good 150 feet away from the booter off the end of the diving board. I mimicked my pole push into my ramp. I had a fair amount of speed that would lead me into the point of no return, steep ramp directly into the booter. Ok ok ok I’m getting a grasp of this.
I did that a few times. Then skied down to my take-off again. I began to have body affirmations all was good. I like that. It was not 100% yet.
I side stepped back up, on the steepest part of the in-run, I really BECAME the in-run, I felt an authentic connection between every cell in my body and every particle of snow that made the in-run and shared a vision of exactness together… it was total unique affirmation. It wasn’t a choice, this was the mediation I was awaiting. To become hyper aware of all things in my vicinity. I am the vicinity. Breathe.
I started to side step up to announce I was ready. But I had a powerful voice come from somewhere inside me, it said, “Julian, you just had one affirmation, and that is great, you need to step back down to that exact spot back there and think this through with your intelligence to back up your meditational affirmation.” Indeed, it was my body checking in with me. It said, “that’s fine and dandy you’re in a profound state of zen right now, but you are a living young healthy human right now, if you make any mistake right now, right now, this exact moment, it will be taken from you.”
I stepped back down. Closed my eyes. Had a complete visualization of the physical aspects of the feat from start to finish. I liked it. Then my whole body took over my thinking self. I was now again part of my surroundings, I was seeing and being from the cliffs perspective, the snow’s, my skis, the air, myself, my ego, my detachment from self, from the atomic level. It’s really a magical transmission.
I opened my eyes, I now was 100% certain in my pursuit.
I hiked up to the top of in-run. I took in all the people that were now up there with me. We had a lot of “extras” for the shot to be skiing in the background while I aired. Stan was in position, what a pimp, he’d been hanging out for a good hour now.
I announced to all the extras that under no circumstance were they to make a right hand turn once they started to descend in their respective paths. If they made a right, they may just have my skis chopping their head off as I landed on them and killed both of us. I heard a little bit of chitter chatter as I announced this. I had no problem asserting myself and clearly announcing again until I had every single person nodding their head in understanding.
I stepped back to my start point. Crazy thing is my heart rate, after the transformation to pure confidence, it takes out the intensity of the situation. For I see it for what it really is… it’s a sharing of my energy field with the energy field of the in-run, take-off, air, cliff, and landing. I was in harmony and had achieved equilibrium with the frequency of the feat between all these components. So I do not have a fast heart beat, I do not have any need to yell or scream into the air and bump my chest. I am not here to dominate my surrounding, I am here to share with it.
I radio I am ready.
Sherpas radio back they’re 1-minute out.
I am in air on their 5 count. Stan drops into line at 8 count, and the extras start to ski at the commencement of the 10 count.
Focus. Maintain the equilibrium.
Momme with Sherpas starts the count, “Ten,” “nine,” “eight,” I start to push with my poles, ”seven,” I pick up speed towards my blind rollever to my down-ramp, “six”, I crest my blind roll-over and am hauling ass, perfectly, down my steep ramp, as we’ve all experienced with going fast on firm groomers when your skis chatter a bit, I experienced a bit of chatter on my down-ramp, I was moving, I internally smiled to myself, I was going FAST, as fast I needed to, nothing more nothing less, “five,” I pop off the booter and I am now airborne, and moving FAST, I love it, usually I have some time to take it all in, but this time I’m moving so fast things are moving fast in my peripheral vision, last thing I see is I am beyond the bottom of the cliff as I flip my front flip over. What a feeling to swan dive off a cliff going that fast. I was now into the safety zone.
I switched gears mentally to have total relaxation upon impact with snow. I breathe out and go limp entirely. This is all instinctual. I have thoughts react and catch up to what my body already knows and is executing on meditation-wise. I am still not me, I am everything around me. But I still have vision and internal dialogue of self. Very interesting. I am the observer. Even though I am the subject.
I make impact as the observer and feel the interaction of the energy of body and snow. It melds together seamlessly, I don’t feel a thing. Pure energy sharing. Amazing. I’m a spectator in awe. I have no explanation. I have no way to attach meaning to it from anything I’ve read or studied. It’s pure. Transcending boundaries of human supposed limits. With no abrasiveness. It’s all the same frequency. There is no way to define the difference in energy in myself and energy in the snow. It’s one.
In a continuous motion, I am back on my feet skiing away out of my dust of smoke. Magic. Haha. Breathe. Laughing. High fiving.
Yelling with happiness.
Yelling again from charged particles in my body.
I loved my time in Whistler, what an amazing opportunity.
First hand write up by: Julian Carr
Post by: Scotty VerMerris
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