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March 18, 2010

Gone Are The Days Of The Backscratcher

Like almost every sport on the planet, aerial skiing has become the domain of corporate sponsors and serious athletes who train like robots and travel with life coaches. It's lost the improvisational, shaggy-haired ski bum vibe that defined it when I started skiing, back in the 1970s.

Thankfully, we still videos like the one above, which show freestyle (aka "hotdogging") at its freest, mostly stylish moment.

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