Finally getting back out and flying more. Managed two days in a row this weekend! What started as a mucky muck low overcast morning eventually turned into a nice sunny day. After one lap around the SNA pattern in the diminishing clouds, which was capped off by the crappiest landing I’ve ever managed to put down, I got clearance to fly out to the practice area. The video picks up as John Wayne Airport control tower terminates my radar service and cuts me loose to tool around over suburbia. Nothing to exiting or spectacular on the way back in, other than redemption on the landing.

Ah… mid July. While the population at large is busy sunning themselves on a beach, (or in the case of Boulder, Colorado) next to a creek, I find myself sitting in a super-refrigerated office trying to assemble nearly 400 ski related products and reviews into a coherent buyer’s guide for FREESKIER Magazine. While I toil with ski test intro spreads (and updating this blog), Harvey and Shay do stupid stuff like jogging in 90 degree heat.

On the way from Orange County to Portland… A few vodka tonics later and we’re over  yosemite national park, and it’s on fire, seriously. Like a brush fire, burning like my love for the late king of Pop dancing skillz. Alaska Airlines now has wifi service on their flights.

Everyone’s best friend Jason Woolf decided enough was enough. Jason used to run his own winter sports distributorship down in New Zealand, slinging such brands as Armada Skis, Joystick Poles, Pow Gloves and Leedom helmets, but the business life took its toll… even though it centered around the sport he loved.

Anyone who mixes work and fun on a daily basis will tell you that it quickly turns into a 24 hour a day endeavor, sometimes you just have to put your foot down on the breaks and take a step back. And that’s exactly what Jason did… he basically walked away from everything and is now trotting the globe skiing and enjoying himself in good old ski bum fashion. He’s currently laughing histerically in La Plange, France, filming himself skiing lines and living the good life… check it out. I’m jealous.

Afternoon Loving from Jason Woolf on Vimeo.

So, its not very often that I get excited about sitting in the back of a commercial airliner. Just by chance, I found the cheapest fare for a trip to San Francisco last weekend was on Virgin America. These guys are seriously not blowing it. 50 dollar first class upgrade at check in? Yes please. Even with the round trip upgrade it was cheaper than any of the other economy tickets I found. What else? Oh yeah, Cabin crews that are friendly kids my age, not cranky ass old women. Sweet, massaging seats, all you can drink gin ‘n tonics, food on demand at the touch of a button, in-flight internet, real power plugs for laptops, on demand movies, TV, Music, games. What the hell, the flight is only an hour how am I supposed to enjoy all this rad shit?

Dear Virgin America, expand your service fast so I never have to deal with United, Delta, JetBlue, Southwest or Frontier ever again.