Yesterday, on Valentine's Day, I fell in love. With a pair of skis.
Sales reps from Nordica, famous for their boots, were out demoing their latest skis. (for those not familiar with the sport, demoing skis is like test driving a car). So in the morning before I went out to shoot, I demoed a pair Nordica's most expensive skis, fat black things dubbed "The Beast".
I skied only a few runs, but it obvious the difference in performance between these monsters and my little Rossignols. Because of their width, they would plow through the crustiest snow. The edges were so responsive and when I would carve a turn, I would pick up speed. They glided across flatter terrain like nothing I've ever been on.
I had a chat with Zack, the sales rep, and he said that because I was a "ski professional" (that made me laugh) he could sell them to me for $395 instead of the $975 retail tag. If I had the money, I'd plunk it right down, but it's not just a matter of the skis to consider, there's also the bindings and you can't buy cheap bindings to go with the top of the line skis, can you? So all-in-all, the whole package will run closer to $700 than $400, but can you put a price on love?
yes, you can put a price on love. It's $1.98.
these are the kinds of posts that deserve a picture.
you didn't take a photo? does nordica have one on their website?
we wanna see the cool skis. ;-)
Hmm, these skis are right up there with the Casio camera I've been lusting after for months. I don't need it, but it sure would be nice to have.