Sharing the Love of Flow Bindings

I’m a shameless promoter of Flow bindings–the convenience is outstanding, for one thing. So sometimes I get the feeling that I’m part of a secret society.

Today I made what is probably my last local trip to the “mountain,” and the end of the season is near. (As a marker, the pond-skimming contest was today.) I was at the base of one lift when I fellow with an Arbor board (I’ll call him Mike, though I forget his name) asked to ride up the lift with me.

It’s rare for someone to ask to share a chair, so I readily agreed. It turns out that Mike wanted to talk about Flow bindings. I have a pair of NXT-AT. Mike had a pair, too, though I never did make out what they were.

We then talked about boards. Mike was sporting an Arbor, a brand I like because it’s got a good reputation and equally important, their topsheets generally don’t look have a goth feel or resemble the imagination of someone on acid.

At the top of the hill Mike called some of his friends to hold up. One rode away anyway, but then three of us talked about Flow bindings. We all had one model or another.

Like I said, it sometimes feels like a secret society, or maybe a consumer cult, in the way that some people are obsessed with White Castle hamburgers or moon pies or whatever. And it’s a nice addition to the day when I find someone who is equally enthusiastic about the Flow concept.