Ticket to ride on my brand-new teles
November 15, 2006
I walked into the Ute Mountaineer at the end of last winter and walked out with a pair of the G3 Tickets. It was the first pair of skis I’ve ever purchased; while growing up, I was a hand-me-down kid.
After a buddy busted his knee last year, I made the mistake of using his tele gear. I didn’t think I would like it all that much, but I did. Then I was faced with the proposition of not having any gear after falling in love with telemarking. So I bit the bullet.I skied about 10 days on the G3s last year and one day so far this season up on Tiehack. The wood-core skis are fat enough to get some lift in powder, but slim enough to carve corduroy.Plus, they have a funky asymmetric sidecut. The two outside edges have a tighter turn radius than the inside edges. It makes for better inside ski control and sweet little arcs.
Most folks who have tele gear have heard of the G3 brand (mostly because of the bomb-proof G3 Targa bindings), but last year was the first time they had come out with a line of skis. Amazingly, the four skis they came out with – Siren (women’s), Ticket (midfat with funky sidecut), Reverend (fat) and Baron (midfat) – got nearly universally excellent reviews. The Ticket became the Rapid Transit this year, but it’s nearly the same ski. With some trepidation, I busted out my brand-new G3s for a skin up Tiehack the other day. I overcame my fears of racking them up on rocks or ripping an edge out, and started hiking before the sun peeped over the ridge. It was cold enough to freeze the water in my Camelbak in about 20 seconds. But the hike was nice, the sun soon came out and illuminated about a foot of fresh.When I peeled the newly cut skins off the bottom, I stared lovingly for a moment at the pure, unfettered black wax on my skis, hoping they would still be that way at the bottom.
We got going and the first turns of the season were smooth and silky. I was on pins and needles for much of the way down, but before I knew it we were at the car and I hadn’t hit a single rock. Perhaps the G3s are blessed. Or maybe I’m just starting to understand the fear that goes with brand-new ski gear. Guess I should get used to it. Joel Stonington’s e-mail address is firstname.lastname@example.org