A fun story on yet another Sky Tavern kid.. this guy is now my insurance agent and Yale’s best bud.. A fun read that also includes Yale’s brother Lane…and a small plug for Sky…
https://tahoequarterly.com/features/the-boom-and-bust-of-ski-ballet-2
Bob Howard had been benched. Again. For five games in a row, the college football coach had stared hard at the lanky running back from Hug High School and jerked a thumb at the sidelines. What am I doing here? Howard thought, pacing down Mendocino Avenue hours later. He was so steamed he almost blew right past the poster hanging in the window of the local ski shop—of a skier joyfully frozen in mid-flight, sporting bright yellow ski boots.
In the early 1970s, few people owned ski boots any color other than grim black. The boots were a new model, hot off Nordica’s assembly line, unofficially called “the Banana” and about to sell 400,000 pairs to a bunch of disaffected, long-haired kids who were sick of their parents’ skiing.
The $300 that Santa Rosa Junior College had just given Howard in scholarship money began to itch in his pocket.
An hour later, Howard leaped into his Datsun pickup, banana boots in hand, and sped off. He had almost made it out of town when he stopped to call his mother in Reno on a payphone. He told her his plan.
“Don’t stop,” she said. “Your father will kill you. Just keep going.”
Howard, who grew up skiing at Sky Tavern near Reno, was about to dive headfirst into the blossoming sport of freestyle skiing, or “hotdogging.”
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Randi Thompson
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