My First Week with a OneWheel
My first true boarding experience occurred in the Cascade mountains near Seattle more than 20 years ago. I had moved west after college, leaving the flatlands of Illinois for the majestic topography of the Pacific Northwest. I experimented with hiking and mountain biking and enjoyed both. When winter arrived, I strapped a board to my feet and permitted gravity to pull me down a snow-capped peak. Technically, it was more a bunny hill than a peak, but let's not worry too much about details.
Snowboarding introduced me to a new kind of rush. So much fun. So much freedom. It