I try to avoid the trees, but sometimes if you're too close to the tree the snow under your skies slides into the well with beloved Newton pulling you in right after.
I am, of course, kidding: I never get up enough speed to launch myself into the welcoming branches of the tree itself.
I've either already fallen on my ass fifteen feet away, or run out of momentum right on the edge of the well, leaving myself precariously balanced on the lip for a moment, before toppling, rather benignly, into it. :p
Point 'em down and let 'em buck.
Oops. Maybe I won't send a drone to the glasspusher man.
Can always use them to rescue a fool from a [ tree well. ] Not that I've ever been so silly as to end up in a tree well.
/ brushes powder snow from beard
Those SIS are comin' fer ya.
I'm lucky, as I always manage to hit the tree head-on and get snagged up in the branches.
I try to avoid the trees, but sometimes if you're too close to the tree the snow under your skies slides into the well with beloved Newton pulling you in right after.
I am, of course, kidding: I never get up enough speed to launch myself into the welcoming branches of the tree itself.
I've either already fallen on my ass fifteen feet away, or run out of momentum right on the edge of the well, leaving myself precariously balanced on the lip for a moment, before toppling, rather benignly, into it. :p
My local mountain will kill you [fucking dead.]