We've all seen it. Years ago for anyone anywhere close to my age, we all saw the agony of defeat every Saturday afternoon as the opening of the Wide World of Sports. Gruesome, but, like a good train wreck, hard to turn away from. That may be why I so look forward each year to the Norge Ski Jump held here in the area. 110th year of the event. In Olympic years it plays a big part in determining which jumpers that go. Jump events are held year round there. In summer, they put plastic pellets down that mimic the characteristics of snow. In winter it is, of course, snow, either manmade or natural.
Skiers all hike the 760 stairs to the top of the jump for each of their jumps. Yeah, that's why I'm not a ski jumper. Put an elevator in, I'm in, too.
But, I did get to see alot of people with dead animals on their heads and honoring the European traditional garb.