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These pictures bring back a lot of memories. The memories aren’t triggered by the overall theme, but by the little details captured in the images. The paper Dixie Cup held by the elderly woman, the leather camera strap riding down a gentleman’s back, the Norwegian knit wool gloves worn by the flag-man in baseball cap and jacket, the pipes, the cigars and cigarettes, old Hart wooden skies with Rottefella bindings, White Stag, and ski sweaters!
ReplyDeleteWhy don’t they make ski sweaters like this anymore? The men in photo 4 (skier #14) and photo 9 (skier #58) have those great ski sweaters. Maybe they were hand knit? I must say though, that a few folks were wearing tennis sweaters at a ski jump seem very out of place. I hope they were disqualified.
Aiken
Ski jumping was highly popular many years ago, with competitions in places like Soldier Field in Chicago and Yankee Stadium, on temporary jumps. Few permanent jumps remain in the U.S. Steamboat Springs’ Howelsen Hill is the only jump in ski-mad Colorado.
ReplyDeleteTwo friends who competed in Nordic Combined, one at Cornell and the other at Colorado, shared some insights with me. One said the scariest aspect of ski jumping was being up on the jump, awaiting your turn, in a high wind. The other said most smaller schools lacked designated jumpers but had to compete in the event to avoid being penalized. Most often, the coach had skiers draw straws to determine who would jump - with whoever LOST jumping. This system resulted in some terrified competitors and humorous situations.
Absolutely stellar! Thank you so much for this and all your posts.
ReplyDeleteWow! Fantastic! So brave! No helmets...Just great sweaters!! Carrying those skis to the top of the jump must have been such a workout!! Thanks for the photos!!
ReplyDeleteSki jumping takes serious guts.
ReplyDeleteAnd wow, the days before fleece--cozy.