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I had the pleasure of chasing down a drunk punk after he went full spead between me and my son who was laying on the side of a trail. There was about 3 feet between us, son was tired and we were out of the way. The punk went out of his way to pull the stunt. Momma was coming up behind us so I knew she would take care of the little guy.
Punk had a head start on me but gravity likes me more so he knew it was a matter of time. He and his 3 buds stopped to wait on me, punk just happened to stop at the edge of a steep slope on the side of the trail. A sideways sliding stop with a forearm/shoulder into punk resulted in him tumbeling backwards yelling “didn’t hurt”. Skis off and greeted punks friends, managed to convince them to finish the wooping he would have had if he had stuck around. I’m sure they didn’t have their buzz anymore after I let them go.
Son was OK, turned out punk barely missed him. It happened so fast and he kicked up so much snow on my son that I thought he ran right over him. Next time, I’ll be sure to yank the lift pass off of him and give to cops, not ski patrol. Ski patrol doesn’t want the popo involved.