White Sandboarding

White Sands National Monument is located on I-70 between Cruces and Alamagordo, only about 40 miles from the house. On Friday Chels and I woke up and decided it would be fun to take a drive over there. We packed the cooler, and left Cruces around 2pm. I also made sure to pack an old snowboard we had laying around the apartment for a little Sandboarding action.

We got there in no time; 40 miles goes by fast in the Corrado, especially on a nice day with all the windows rolled down.

The following picture is from the above sandboarding link. I, like this guy, spent a few seconds upside down.


Unlike this guy, it was completely unintentional and the landing totally hurt. Typical of most times I attempt to have active/sportive fun I scraped both elbows, my knee, and most of my chest. I also took a big chunk of skin off of my hip.

I took a spill when I realized I was really starting to pick up speed near the bottom and bailed. Because I was going so fast I couldn't get running fast enough downhill to start to come to a stop. When I ran out of downhill I hit the very hard-flat surface where the sand had compacted from rain - chest first.

I've been limping around the last couple of days mostly because my knee feels really stiff. The scabs arent bad at all - except they're the kind that are just not deep enough to anything but sting. This is especially the case when my cest comes into contact with anything other than air, things that suck right now include: water, the bed sheets, clothing, any table I accedently rest my elbow(s) on, and people (including myself) who carelessly/loveingly touch me where I've been scraped.