Eric Iberg and Phil Casabon giving flowers to Iannick B
Growing up at my local ski resort, there was only one professional skier. On a frigidly sunny day, at the hill, I saw the man. He greased the one standing rail and popped a backside 270 out–I was blown away. I had never slid a rail before but that day if I did, and he looked, I would get sponsored–or so I thought.
I was freezing, waiting at the rail tilI I spotted him in the chair lift from afar. There he was–time to manifest the dream. I dropped in, like a dog chasing a bone, jumped on the rail and sacked it straight to the balls. Humiliate Ed. He probably wasn’t looking.
When it come to rail skiing—this man elevated the game. He was ahead of his time. But as cliché as it sounds, to me, his strong suit was to be a good person, humble, genuine and easy going. I owe a lot to this man—he’s taught me valuable things just by being himself.
Today we are ‘Giving Flowers’ to Iannick B.