Whee! Swoosh! Swoosh! Make way, it’s the tempermental Asian gal coming down the slopes. Last Sunday, I went to Mountain Creek with a group of people. It was my first time snowboarding in 2 years. My initial intent was to just wreak havoc down the slope. But first, I had to be able to get off the lift without tripping over my board. Damn! Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea to have my binding mounted goofy. So after spending about 30 minutes on the bunny slope, I finally got my balance back into gear. I was ready to run over some kiddies. *evil grin* Instead, I decided to be nice, and kicked my board to avoid crashing into the little ones despite the fact I had right of way. I would give parents fair warning that I was heading in their kids direction 20 feet away. Since they made no attempt of moving their children, I had no choice but to kick my board out. I was getting quite annoyed because the parents started giving me dirty looks. Truthfully, parents and kids need their own mountain. If you’re going down slope, don’t stop in the middle of the hill. The mountain does not belong to you. And frankly I don’t think they learned the word “share.”